Adopted
Korean as a Second Language
I never would have come to Korean if not for my adoption. The language pulled me back to it, despite the decades, cultures, and continents between us.
Thirty Years After My Adoption, I Found Out I Wasn’t a US Citizen
“I hated when attention was brought to my adoptee status. I was American, and that was all I wanted to be.”
Cleanup on Aisle 9
When I was a baby, probably around 12 months old, though I can’t be sure, I was abandoned in a supermarket in Korea. I never saw my birth mother again. I like to think that when I was found I was nestled with care in a bed of gomchwi, a jar of kimchi tucked into […]
The Secret of Momma
In the role-playing game of life, the “adopted” attribute is often misunderstood.
A Conversation with Brandon
I worried that my nephew considered it too late for reconnection.
The Thing About Being Gay and Adopted
“In moments like this, natural childbirth seems like magic to me.”
The Formality of Occurrence
What leads up to an adoption search can be both big and small
Guilt
My biological sister walked me through a maze of high-rises, down a sparsely treed street, across a parking lot, through a cluttered garage, and into a shoe-filled entryway where garlic, cabbage, and the sweat-addled pungency of age struck me with uncompromising insistence. After I removed my boots, I followed her down a dim hallway towards a jagged triangle of light, the yellow rays seeping from a small room on the left. Before we arrived, she turned to me and said, “Are you ready?