omnivore’s dilemma In the last couple weeks, my body has ingested: – a lobster tail – four fried shrimp – a slice of (Chinese-style) beef brisket – various pieces of chicken and fish – four tiny shrimp wontons I’m surprised that my body has taken in these foreign ingredients […]
Although I am a nonfiction writer, and a lyric essayist at that, I find myself craving more narrative fiction after finishing Fae Myenne Ng’s Bone. Reading fiction is much more leisurely for me; whenever I read creative nonfiction now, I am always dissecting the author’s choices and trying to figure out how the author did something.
weeks 1-3 in hong kong Ma On Shan On the way to Auntie Rander’s apartment with our suitcases the first night, we passed by a dark, wet parking lot in which tiny unseen frogs were emitting long, low sounds like fog horns. I kept thinking the word “bulbous”. Mid-Autumn Festival The day after Mid-Autumn Festival […]
This morning I woke up to all the windows full of sun and thought, “This is the last time I will wake up in this bed, in this room, next to this person, for ten months,” and suddenly my chest felt very tight.
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