An encounter between an out of work Greek and a Jordanian academic presents different perspectives on the European migrant crisis.
The drivers in Athens were on strike, so there were no taxis at Eleftherios Venizelos airport that afternoon. Tariq would have to take the Metro to Syntagma Square. Because he had never been to Athens before, he didn’t know which platform he ought to wait at for the train.
Yesterday, I was adoring my magnificent mind. I wanted to impress you with it. I wanted you to tell me, “Wow, now that is a mind that is close to God’s own! How did your human mind get to be so grand?”
An aging lush teaches her wallflower friend a thing or two about how to pick up men.
Annette gulped two tequilas. She felt a little wobbly, but who wouldn’t in twenty dollar, six-inch platform pumps from Walmart. She beckoned the ponytailed bartender and ordered another two shots. When he came round with the drinks, she leaned forward, pushing her breasts together to see if her freckled cleavage might get her a reaction from the young man.
My mother, Lisa Koh, my husband Andrew Morollo, and my long-time friend Tania Wu read excerpts from my stories. I even surprised myself by pulling off half-decent Indian, New Zealand, and African accents while reading excerpts from the book’s eponymous story “Without”.
You can watch a video of me talking about “Without” – a story about the conundrum of female friendships, and a video of me reading a few snippets from the story.
So glad I got the chance to share this special event with the people I love, including my dad, grandma, sister, Godma, aunts, and good friends Tania and Yvonne.