20: Becoming an Adult
From a pragmatic — perhaps arbitrary — point of view, birthdays are really weird. To celebrate the day you began to exist on your own, with balloons and cake. We enumerate ourselves, systematizing our time spent surviving by the rotation of the Earth around...
Spills
Sometimes the hard truths hit my head so hard all I see are stars — they’re made of platoons, full of clouds so desperate to be hurt by me. Maybe it’s then that I can realize what a fool I’ve been ...
Zen of Housekeeping
“Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water.” — Xinxin Ming Since last August, I’ve worked casually as a housekeeper. I’ve been assigned to clean in a variety of environments such as hospitals, large business offices, and college campuses....
You
I remember you, (I think.) and you remember me. But romance autumn bleeds falsified cries — without shame, yet with integrity. I remember the sycamore, (that wasn’t really there.) and you remember our floor, Where divine stars would, sit and eat — ...