Parno manřo
It hasn’t escaped my notice, you know. It’s not as though I’m oblivious to it. Nicknames have always brought it...
read moreIt hasn’t escaped my notice, you know. It’s not as though I’m oblivious to it. Nicknames have always brought it...
read moreI won’t. I won’t ever forget this weekend and what it meant to our people. When I was a child, my grandmother would never...
read moreIt’s almost here! I’ve scrubbed and brushed and tidied. The tree is up. The greenery is in place. The forgiveness has been...
read moreBeing Romani is more than how my pots are arranged in the kitchen, like warring factions of iron separated for all...
read moreI’ve been thinking lately a lot about Rromanes and the speed at which, for many of us, the language is disappearing. As a small...
read moreI have been reminded lately about the conflict many of us have in regards to our health. My grandparents would never see a doctor,...
read moreSar shaj jivas, te na janas jekh avreske te odmukel? How could we live at all, if we didn’t learn to forgive each...
read moreAll of my health problems are because my family are debase outcasts who married or slept with their cousins (and potentially brothers...
read moreThis is the third post I’ve tried to write over the past couple of days. Illness has me unable to focus, but it’s more...
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