Tuesday morning under a leaden sky rain drummed against the windshield, mingling with the waves rolling in beyond the break wall. In our apartment sat a blow-up mattress, two folding lawn chairs, and little else. There was so much to do—a refrigerator to fill; pots, pans, and plates to buy; and of course, jobs to […]

Hot air wooshes through my nostrils, ballooning warmly in my lungs. Fat beads of sweat gain critical mass and tumble down my skin in little rivulets, plinking softly onto the cedar bench. Cool sip of water. Eyes like hot jelly against closed lids. A final slow breath of heat and I head for the door […]

A fat pop! bursts through the crowd. A shower of confetti and curling metallic ribbon shivers and shimmers, alighting on heads and blanketing the pavement. A little boy clutches gleeful, greedy fistfuls of the streamers and dances madly about to the techno pop thrumming out of a nearby tent. I take a hunk of suckling […]

Lines and geometry punctuated by color and light. Mathematics made sacred. Commanding notes swoop and swell, surging against the vertical sweep of architectural engineering, bolstered by orotund baritones. They gather and tumble, slowly building, building, fuzzing my spine, snatching my breath. Conjured by music, light shimmers and crystalizes, transmuted to form, to flesh. The notes, […]

Dying Easter eggs. Sipping Squirt and tequila at the kitchen table, a friend’s mother stirring a pot of mole, wisps of steam curling around her face. Limp petals clinging to thorny branches knocked about in the gray fall winds. Pizza! I zip from shelf to shelf, inhaling deeply. Thick summer twilight, mosquitos whining eeeeEEeeEeEEE, and […]

I combed. I scoured. No octopus. It was midday and the sun was bright, without even a wisp of a cloud overhead. The shy, nocturnal octopus likely wouldn’t be making an appearance. Still… * I hopped from a pitted, rocky outcropping onto a soggy patch of sand, eyes never lifting from the still, shallow pool […]

Sorry, but you’ve been killing your tea. The young woman flicks back her long, black hair and pours hot water into a ceramic bowl containing a lump of twisted brown tea leaves. “Tea should be brewed with water that’s between 180 and 195 degrees—not boiling.” Moments after pouring the water, she places another bowl over […]