Someone has to leave. There is no different end to this story. This is my legacy to bear. Your attention is hollow, fleeting, and doomed But direct your gaze at me anyways For I am so gracious, so funny, and true With a penchant for impermanence and a need to entertain Let me reinvent myself everyday for you I can sing and I’ll do a dance or two I feel…
This piece is a part of the OneFiveHundred series. Read the mission statement here. i: want not Of course, time isn’t real. But it does slow down when you’re bored. Recently, I’ve been spending the last twenty minutes of my flights sitting in my foam economy seat, staring out the window at the clouds stretching into the distance between each slice of apple or orange I eat, just waiting for the…
Bullet lists and sticky notes. Jokes I’ll never understand. Turtles in the home. Broken elastic. Promises I made to myself. Tomorrow, today, yesterday. What difference does it all make? I have a longing that is killing me.I have an ache I can’t soothe. An itch I can’t scratch. Bà, am I heartless? People say love is a feeling that doesn’t die, they say it’s a feeling that transcends. But I…
Sun breaks through the window and spring peeks its head before settling to stay.
This piece is a part of the OneFiveHundred series. Read the mission statement here. i: CRASH You wake up to the first day of the rest of your life. Your Google Calendar looks like Rothko’s Color Fields. Something in you might hurt a bit as you scrape yourself out of bed: sore back, abdominal ache, jaw clenched too tightly, inch-long scrape in the vertebrae, pinch-sized wound in the underbelly[1]. You…
Hilde was young enough to remember playing Dragonslayer when she was little. She had pretended to fight off the drakes who ruled the kingdom with wooden swords and cardboard armor like the knights of old. She was old enough to remember when the inventors made the first bolt-rifles to defend their villages and the Kaiser declared that they were free from draconic rule. She was wise enough to keep Maxmilian…
Moonrise Kingdom – Absurdity and Hope, at River Oaks Theater On a 1960s New England Island, precocious teen girl Suzy and outcast orphan boy scout Sam fall in love and run away into the wilderness, building their “Moonrise kingdom”. “Moonrise” is, of course, in opposition to sunrise, what the mainstream world views as hope and new beginnings. The teenagers, who find themselves irreconcilably different, decide to be different triumphantly. The…
Umpteenth (After Eden Knight) In mid-March, her skirts are deserted in a trash dump and she is reduced to a refrain, her name chanted like a rain gutter gurgling its guts out in a flood so thick it suffocates the cement. Her syllables shine like fairy dust and stained glass as they seep into the runoff and rise above the curbs. Crumbling packages of estradiol peel open in the bloated…
Final Operation Chauffeurs never had full shells of skin because it was more efficient to seal them directly to their seats. The wires inside of them ran directly through the driver’s seat, making the robots indistinguishable from the car. This made it harder to dismantle them to commit vehicle theft. It also made fixing chauffeurs harder. The older models tended to get their wires jostled out of place when braking…
Another Letter to my Big Brother The toasted New York bagels we had, spread with strawberry cream cheese, and how you’d dab my nose with it, and how I’d jokingly shove you around. The horrible c-pop we’d dance to on your old Sony, and how you’d play the D note on your school flute. How we’d ask for sweet, glazy char siu or smoky Beijing duck with garlic bok choy,…
