New York, May-June Today I put on a rain jacket for the walk to my driving lesson. The drizzle is...
I did not see the iwi kūpuna¹, but their presence hollowed my bones. Beside me in the cramped backseat of...
*Content warning: this piece contains description of self-harm My combat boots were still flecked with dirt and my forest-green fatigues...
Mid-March, 2020 Today I’m going home for the first time in months. I no longer notice the petunias just beginning...
The blue whale model loomed over me, the white paint of its belly striated by blue light. Sounds of ocean...
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God. (John 1:1) Last...
In elementary school, I was a nightmare library patron. Every two weeks, I checked out one of the Little House...
“It’s calling from inside the house.” Tonight is my turn to use the kitchen, so I’ve got the place to...
Along California’s Pájaro River, a father and daughter trace a complicated family history. On our walks to the riverbank, my...
Two months spent wandering until dawn. I. One night, I became nocturnal. Not by choice, but from fear. At the...