I am what you might call the repeat offender of immigrants.
When I found out I was pregnant, I was really excited to carry on my cultural heritage to the next generation by fully parenting Russian-style
On the thirty-first anniversary of the Chernobyl nuclear accident, the biggest man-made environmental disaster in written history, over one hundred people from the former Soviet Union shared their memories of that time.
I was born in Leningrad in 1967 and lived there until my parents and I immigrated when I was nine years old. And although I was an otherwise obedient child, I had a terrible habit.
To some people, street cats simply mean allergies. But to Anna and I, her very secular Jewish Argentine boyfriend, our first encounter with a black feline was a moment of truth.
This selection comes from the recently published nonfiction graphic novel, Soviet Daughter: A Graphic Revolution.
Летом 1989 года, когда я был аспирантом Мичиганского Университета и жил в Энн Арборе я впервые услышал о Звуках Му.
How could I possibly comprehend what my mother and grandmother surely knew, that this particular goodbye was as literal as goodbyes could get.
“I'll never do this to my children,” I used to say.
When I finished my travels in Poland that summer, I made a decision to add a stop to Kiev. It was the city where my parents were born and married, the city I’d been hearing about my whole life, my constant banking security answer to the question, “In which city were you born?”