When archaeologists started for the first time to systematically uncover the ancient city of Pompeii in the 18th century, they were met with a riddle. They found strange cavities within the thick layers of pumice and ash that had preserved the city for centuries, littered with bones. It did not take long to figure out […]

July 27, 2021



when I was feeling homesick, on a beach at dusk, with the sound of waves lapping up to the shore, half a world away from the life I used to know, in a place that was so similar yet so different, with unfamiliar faces around me and humid air that I was not used to […]

June 27, 2021

jedem anfang


Leichtes Blau und Sturmhimmel, Regen am Abend und Sonnenschein am nächsten Morgen. Ein verschlafenes Dorf aus Stein, welches einst einen weltberühmten Dichter beherbergt hat, aus dessen Werk man die Gässchen fast schon erahnen konnte, bevor man sie sieht. Bleierne Mittsommerhitze, Altweibersommer auf den schmiedeeisernen Balkonen, Hundegebell in der Gasse. Hesse muss es hier gleichermassen geliebt […]

May 27, 2021



Another year is over andthings are rushing past me while I’m standing still in the middle of it all –it’s been the year of everything and nothing at the same timeworry, sadness, frustration, a bit of too much for so many, a shared affliction that goes through cells and borders it’s been a year lost,a […]

December 27, 2020

the photograph


I own a small photograph of my grandmother, it’s almost quadratic and on the sides you can see dark strips with rectangular holes from the film roll. It’s a black-and-white photograph and my grandmother looks beautiful, standing slightly turned away from the camera, her gaze to the far right, facing something or someone I’ll never […]

September 27, 2020

ode to the bookshop perched atop the small hill


The house looked almost as if it were unreal, perched atop the small hill, rising old and mighty against a blue and cold December sky. It was early morning and not many people were about, and those who were did not seem to mind the house atop the hill so very much. After all, it […]

August 27, 2020

the twelve hours of the night


The ancient Egyptians believed that, after death, their pharaohs had to go on a journey of rebirth through the netherworld, through the twelve hours of the night, just like the sun god Ra did before them. The story of the twelve hours of the night is written in the Amduat, a funerary text, which was […]

May 27, 2020



The story of the original sin is told in the third chapter of the Genesis. It is said that the snake told Adam’s wife, who does not have a name in the version that I read, to taste the apple from the forbidden tree because then her eyes would open, truly, and she would know […]

January 27, 2020



Another year is over and things are standing still by moving quicker than I know to walk. It’s been the year of             home-coming, re-settling job-starting, overtime-making protest-going, speech-writing, signatures-collecting             pizzas in piazze in Verona thesis-working, myself-presenting, on a copper platter of thistles piercing-forsaking, beatles-forgetting-and-remembering like I do almost every year missed chances and […]

December 27, 2019



Did you know that the French revolutionaries introduced a new calendar after the French Revolution? The day they abrogated the monarchy was pronounced as the first day of “An I de la République”. Every month lasted for 30 days, divided into three decades of ten days. The twelve months were named after the seasonal occurrences […]

October 27, 2019

runaway girls


runaway girls instead of runway girls they fled from a world of constraint and shame with nothing to look forward to but everything after they’d secretly unchecked the boxes on their father’s app enabling their own freedom so that they could be allowed (technically) to break free, to run away, to any country which was […]

July 27, 2019



Was ist es an Worten, das uns bindet? Ein Mensch könnte tausend verschiedene Dinge tun an einem Tag; abgesehen von den überlebensnotwendigen Beschäftigungen wie essen und atmen kann er auch Dinge rein aus Spass tun, er kann fernsehen, oder sich mit seinem Sternzeichen beschäftigen, oder stricken, oder eben auch: Lesen. Wieso tun wir das? Was […]

June 27, 2019

empöret euch


Naiv zu sein ist das Privileg der Jugend, sagt ihr, und belächelt uns, werdet zuweilen wütend, weil Greta euch ein schlechtes Gewissen einreden möchte. Wenn naiv zu sein das Privileg der Jugend ist, dann ist eure „Nach-mir-die-Sintflut“-Haltung das Privileg der Alten. Stell dir vor, wütend zu sein, weil junge Leute sich plötzlich doch einmal für […]

April 27, 2019

ocean arms


sea eyes and ocean arms and a thousand waves crashing against your body with nothing than a quiet cry and a loud sigh for help to look after it and love it and cherish it and all the things it does for you; to sustain you and carry you from a to b from here […]

February 27, 2019