My story ten years ago is not of bravery or a valor, it’s a very ordinary story about an ordinary person. I had moved to Bangkok as a...

The morning is too bright even for black sunglasses. Everything comes with a glare and my eyes squint behind Ray-Bans. I’m still buzzed...

“Wandeka, is that you?” I turned to find my former college roommate, staring, slack-jawed, at my hair. I ran a hand over my shorn curls...

Fresh out of an MA program, I’ve nothing doing but a wait-and-see adjunct gig for fall and nine hours a week tutoring for an online...

There’s a man who shows up in all my quiet moments. While I drive to school, he sits in the back seat. He ducks down when cars pass, when...

I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster, some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent. I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster. -...

What I would say to the girl that was me, lying sprawled on a couch in the dark ten years back. Girl that I was, who had trekked 29,011...

For 19 years I’ve wandered Paris, one eye marveling at the city above, the other scanning befouled sidewalks before me. The most...

Immediately I recall my rote biographical information: 20 years old, between junior and senior years of college, an English major, a...

It’s 2:06 p.m. The summer solstice. I’m sitting at my desk at the Vermont Lung Association, where I work as an administrative assistant....