Passport Holder
My hands were shaking as I unsnapped the pouch.
Stories — true, invented, or somewhere in-between.
My hands were shaking as I unsnapped the pouch.
Bust of Duck brought instant amusement to our racing minds.
Funky and bright, like a harmonica, with a dollop of schmaltz.
Prayers do have the ability to shine in the dark.
There wasn’t a speck of doubt that he was anything but English.
A spoon haunted by both Soviet and Nazi ghosts.
A symbol of my ancestors’ hopes for me.
It's the halo that protects and the circle that enables.
It increases my creative power in joyful ways.
Now featuring a removable Baby Jesus…
Unlike other tools, it is not connected with my everyday routine.
Unlike the rest of the Brahminical society, the doll did not seem to have boundaries of participation.
I never told anybody about my quest, I never stopped looking.