The Same Way
I wanted to see how micro-dosing psybicilin would affect my writing. A neighbour I met here in Maui offered a concoction of five different mushrooms to send me on my journey. Golden Teacher being the psybicilin, and the rest with other benefits I can’t remember now. Here’s where it took me. Or rather, how.
Eroded Crutches: Ethnic Pride and Its Discontents
In 1988, my family fled Iran to seek political asylum in Canada. I was 5 years old. When we arrived, we did what all desperate immigrants from war-torn countries do: we found our ethnic enclave and surrounded ourselves in it as much as possible to help ease the transition.