Sleeping in a dojo, thinking of Kyoto, I meditate as an entity crafted by dreams. The sliding straw door opens, calm at its seams. Opening its eyes, the entity sighs. Signs of anxiety? No. […]
Tokyo
Maybe it’s the jetlag or possibly the smoke. As we sit atop the tallest tower, I can sense the tinge of doubt. It creeps across our minds. A world apart from the mundane, listening […]
Forbidden
Shhh. Do you know what it’s like not to be able to open your mouth? Not to be allowed to speak the truth? Up to the point that it’s stuck inside of you, eating you […]
it will be a cold day in hell
language borrowed from one-star yelp reviews of cemeteries and funeral homes I the workers lowered my aunt like if she was a dog, the casket hitting the sides– for a moment i thought the casket […]
Grammar
Letters topple Over the curve of my bottom lip A rusty red bathtub Overflowing Time spills over the edge And suddenly I am wet Soaked in a flood Of ticking whispers Saturating me in […]
Waitin’ Around
I met him on the square. He always played his accordion proudly and loudly, sticking out like a sore thumb against brick buildings and refined architecture. The people I knew in those days were a […]
Sugar
We have coffee together every night before bed. It’s nice to share a cup and a conversation about our day, whether we spent it together or apart. We typically share responsibilities around the home too; […]
a catalogue of six everyday objects
a grapefruit Lifelines trace the skin, cut inside and breathe in the hues of salt, sweet, bitter. Morose mornings fill the physical existence with each bite. Slurp the acidity that stirs the gut, and don’t […]
Spiral
If my ink pen could sing it’d sing to me A love ballad, the sweetest sound you’d ever hear Hums and hymns, like the doo-wop sang by the rugged The raspy high notes of […]
Holiday Poem
Thank you for the memories, you grew my love of karaoke and bread, and I tried to shrink your blood sugar. Thank you for the memories, Disneyland was fun, shortcuts into Space Mountain, electric lights, […]
CAMERAS DON’T LIE
The information age and technology have revolutionized the way we do everything. We live in a period coined “Network Society and Timeless Time,” by social scientists. It was November 13th, and the editorial staff of […]
Bushwick: Parte Dos.
Click here for Part I of this story, Bushwick: Parte Una. Mom stopped halfway through the block and reversed the car back to the steps of the basement. I had to hold myself back from […]
fata morgana
if i could have gone back i would have gone back but floating army tanks rolled over government agents and snatched a plainclothes security officer from the nezahualcoyotl reservoir if i could have gone […]
Post-Holiday Haiku
Spiced mugs, heavy milk Cut-paper cluttered desk-tops And being driven Holiday Collage by Lori Green
We’re All Global Citizens Separated By Demarcation Lines
Continued coverage of the Concordia Summit, a parallel event to the 2015 UN General Assembly. Click here to see the preview Part I of this article! “According to the International Labor Organization, approximately 73 million young people […]
Our World and Welcome To It
Smokey room. Little room off Rue Polonceau. New old country, France and the lights are so bright and I hate them. Do they know what it is like to see your mother in a mud […]
A Trip to MOMA to See Picasso’s ‘Bull’ and Other Sculptures
Where is ‘Bull?’ Is ‘Bull’ even here? Did I miss it? No, I don’t think so. Jesus Christ! This show goes on forever. There must a thousand pieces. Room after room of art. Why wasn’t […]
Pulling the Door Open
I arrived at Christopher Street Station in a carefully selected sundress. Slowly, I made my way aboveground trying my best not to sweat too much in the July heat. This would be the first time […]
New Apartment
Finding and securing an apartment in New York City is one sort of nightmare. Nightmares exist all over the world, but this particular one all New Yorkers share. It’s in the contract we write in […]
Transient
“We have a tendency to think of the homeless as a transient population” “Yeah, but Toronto […]
Amsterdam Houses
Four sparrows pick at a chicken bone. The spray of last night’s McCormick, Butterfingers and rolling papers flutter in the path like quietly existing flowers. A boy snoozes on a bench; his smooth, brown neck […]