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Category: exile
Kristallnacht
The answer is arbitrary: as elusive as a throw of the dice.
The Garden
The rejection was painful, especially since we could not fathom why it developed. We wondered if we were at fault, what we had done, and how we could make amends.
The Letter
I had a friend. When I was eight years old, I had a friend. Her name was Anni.
You are invited to the book launch
This is what I HAVE to tell.
What I HAVE to Tell
Memory is a blessing and a curse.
A Grandmother’s Sorrow
May the last words of the victim surpass and outlast those of the killer.
Good-bye, ME
Like Eva, I had to travel alone to a place where I knew no one, leaving my friends, my family, and my home.
Good-bye, Ms. Van Beverwÿk
Right then I decided to become a doctor.