Should I leave it there? Another year won’t hurt. Or venture to lift the lid…
Read MoreLife is a tightly budded flower, thorny and gnarled on a bush, wind battered and opened to bloom, not their store bought plastic flower…
Read MoreMaybe not everyone will attain the same goals, but why can’t everyone be given the ability to do so?
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Announcements in Korean, Chinese, English and Japanese haunt the three-quarter empty passageways that are usually full…
Read MoreOur neighbors and my family sat huddled at a table, Bathed in the smoky vapors and light from a kerosene lantern, With the smell of temples, Like mosquito coils from Japan…
A promise of fading light and cooling mercury…
Read MoreConversations are briefer. There is no physical contact. Our sense of community is bruised like a peach rolling from a table and making contact with a marble floor...
Read MoreA living room window with vapor rising, Frames a moose huddling over the steam for warmth.
Read MoreYou were always worthy, Until you made me unworthy, Emotional handcuffs clatter to the floor, Freedom…
Read MoreImages appear and race into the mist, to places I’ve been, the food I’ve made and the people I’ve shared meals with…
Read MoreMy surgical mask is my veil. Modesty or mortality?
Read MoreWhen we were politely locked into our hotel in Delhi nine months later due to the street uprisings, the desk manager profusely apologized to us…
Read MoreHide your face. Hide your ethnicity. Avoid the racist taunts. Avoid the politics of being stupid…
Read MoreWe met, a unit. Things progressed. New challenges, fewer meetings, simple distractions…
Read MoreI took great pleasure banning the the rest of the world…
Read MoreBut where is home for me? It cannot be just a single place.
Read MoreWhen hatred goes viral, be careful. Your words come back to bite swift. And hard enough to draw blood…
Read MoreMy language and culture—nothing? Savage me, as you sit there reading books to sail, ignoring heaven and nature…
Read MoreWhen I think of Vegemite, I think of Japan—Tokyo specifically. When I first started working in Japan, about half of my co-workers were from Australia…
Read MoreOf all the places I lived, the beach was closest on Guam. I remember white sand on northern island beaches burning my feet, and those same feet running tourist crowded expanses to the promise of cool, aquamarine lagoons…
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