I say y’all and you can judge me if you like
Judge me. I say y’all. But I am not Texan. I say wee, and call bad fog over the sea a haar, and
Time to sift memories: an archaeological dig of your own life
It was time to sift memories. Have you ever stored away parts of your life for years on end? Have you ever had
The Green Card Club
The “you are preselected for a new credit card,” and the junk mail from cable companies are some of my least favourite kind
Land of the Free?: Meditations on being an immigrant
A Greencard. Surely, you’ve heard of those. Apparently they are the holy grail for the entire world. Because, it seems, at least if
When being In limbo is a gift: immigration paperwork
The last 20 weeks have been a whirlwind. A whirlwind of changes, of immigration paperwork, of realising just how little i understand about
When the world turns upside down
In my world, most of the world is north of where I stand. The water is scarce, the sun burns, and the only
The things you notice running with jetlag
I am back in Australia, back at work, jetlagged, and missing my husband of just a month intensely. I went for a walk
I am a legal alien
In America, I am a Legal Alien. In America, I am an alien. In America, I am a Legal Alien. In America, I
A Naked Theologian
I’m a lateral thinker inclined to make connections between seemingly unrelated things: a naked theologian. In writing about 19th century women poets lately
On being mistaken for a local all over the world
Whether in Paris, or London, or New York or even Brisbane, I’m often surprised by the way I seem to be mistaken for