“But then the Romans didn’t want paunchy, lumpy bodies in their villas (aside from their own), so they decapitated Sokrates, already green and moldy from the hemlock, and shoved his face alone in their alcoves, dressing him up in pure white marble.”
“Two weeks ago, after a summer spent clearing plates at a restaurant in Seoul, I donned an orange apron and began my next stint as a food industry worker at the Rocky-Mathey dining hall.”
“I miss the bonding that can only result from that mutual suffering, the singing in the shower, the conversations in the ballroom while we stretched our exhausted limbs, the sprint up the hill to dinner before our hair froze into icicles.”
Migrants in Greece find much-needed work as translators for aid organizations. Translation work represents a rare bright spot amid gloomy employment prospects for recently arrived migrants.
