A Mourning Dove on the News
I silently noted the tiles on the sidewalks, the salty flavor of miso soup, the glimpse of a persimmon tree behind the chapel.
I Was Wrong About Late Nights
Sleeping in feels more like some sort of sin.
The Cheapest Thrills Are Aged like Fine Wine
We heard rumors of a massage chair in the lobby.
I Cracked the Grandma Code with Chocolate and Rice Balls
When at first someone politely declines your chocolate or tea, try, try again—but sneakier.
If a train could teach you the meaning of life…
The trains will go regardless of whether or not I am on them.
Fourteen Miles in Tokyo
The air on the platform is heavy under the city. The train arrives in a pungent, metallic breeze. No seats now.
Be Nude, Not Rude
The first time I showered in the public space, my entrance came as no surprise to anyone but me.
The (Non-)Contradiction of Belief and Unbelief
Doubt and faith, though mutually contradictory, can be gently held together.
A Perfect Ending: A Review of Japan Sinks 2020
There’s no cosmic explanation, for better or worse.
Umeboshi No Tsukurikata, or How to Make Red Fermented Plums
I’ve come to appreciate this about Haruko. When I would rather stick to polite smiles and communication mediated by Shiki, she speaks Japanese at me and throws in English words, gestures, and images until I understand.
