PinnedInAbout Me StoriesbyKris Berner·Sep 14About Me — Kris BernerSnow, roads, and stories that keep finding meA response icon52A response icon52
PinnedInThe MemoiristbyKris Berner·Aug 22Two Mothers, One LieThe story of one emigration, or why we spent six months hiding our own son from the neighborsA response icon46A response icon46
InILLUMINATIONbyKris Berner·6d agoNever Tell a Four-Year-Old About Santa Claus Too EarlyLessons from a mother who just wanted to save up for a Lego setA response icon17A response icon17
InILLUMINATIONbyKris Berner·Oct 28A Bottle of TroubleHow something we bought at a Chinese goods store turned our morning into a silent filmA response icon7A response icon7
InThe Quiet ChapterbyKris Berner·Oct 24A Hundred Years AgoA poem about love, music, and the same skyA response icon14A response icon14
InThe Quiet ChapterbyKris Berner·Oct 20A Rainy StoryHail on my back, a shadow at my side, and love that is only allowed to pass byA response icon11A response icon11
InThe Quiet ChapterbyKris Berner·Oct 18I’m Not Drunk on YouOn not missing you, not at allA response icon8A response icon8
InThe Quiet ChapterbyKris Berner·Oct 14Autumn SoulA poem about loneliness, Petersburg, and the autumn I carry with meA response icon7A response icon7
InThe Quiet ChapterbyKris Berner·Oct 11MeltingA poem about everything left unsaidA response icon12A response icon12