Category: History

• Conversation #6: with my wife, a neighbor and on Twitter on the night of the Beşiktaş explosions in Istanbul

  Mar 14

  The night was cold and clear. I remember that the cold hurt my body. Our son had long since fallen asleep, his chest expanding and contracting as his little lungs… more ›

• Conversation #7: Over a parked car

  Jan 28

  “Can you believe that dude parked like that?” I shook my head and acknowledged that the SUV next to me was, in fact, quite far from the car behind him.… more ›

• Conversation #3: grammar on the minibus

  Jan 28

  “It’s a present perfect tense.” The lady was in her mid-thirties and like many other Istanbullus, the color black dominated her outfit. Her jacket, dress, hose and shoes were either black… more ›

• Rain

  Jan 11

  I. Squeaks and wetness Splashing and puddles, Leather shoes are soaked The bus floor’s dampness attempts to reflect Hallogened light. II. Hoods, scarves, and hats pulled over flattened, limp hair. Everything… more ›

• I have looked and looked

  Oct 26

  I’ve looked and looked for dolphins in the Bosphorus. Never seen them. Sometimes I thought I’d seen them. While on a ferry or at a cafe near the water or… more ›