“We’ll just move far away from everyone, Mark declares, too far for people to visit.” Today’s EssaySaturday USA is “Year Three” by Edie Meade. Continue Reading Year Three
“This place has fast become our sanctuary…” Today’s #EssaySaturday USA is “Sealight” by Chris Ray. Continue Reading #EssaySaturday USA 25 March: Sealight
“I moved here to embrace the not knowing. It doesn’t come easily.” Today’s #EssaySaturday USA is “On Not Knowing” by Katherine Plumhoff. Continue Reading On Not Knowing
“Just like that, my world unravelled in seconds.” Today’s #EssaySaturday USA is “Wherever You Go, There You Are” by Teresa Shimogawa. Continue Reading Wherever You Go, There You ...
“At Nowhere Lake, all was abandoned as if in midsentence.” Today’s #EssaySaturday USA is “Nowhere Lake” by Anita Kestin. Continue Reading Nowhere Lake
They are all ‘green’, colleagues and customers, they are ‘active now’ The same with my students yesterday, I sent the fourth reminder. Continue Reading Is anybody “active now”? ...
Historians say Nero did not set a fire; whether he was fiddling or not I do not know. It seems to me sometimes that America is figuratively burning, and at ...
“It was a nightmare,” he recalls. “There were hookers turning tricks in the bathroom and junkies shooting up in the halls. If you were predisposed for a nervous breakdown, then ...
Instantly I fast-forward to a familiar concern: what will befall his
old Roto-Shine Electric Shoe Polisher when I am gone? Continue Reading Roto-Shine
He has no recollection of Abba jee, my grandfather; he met him only once when he was barely three. But he has inherited the fear I have long harboured in ...
All day you are outside, walking, alone. The businesses, save for a few, are dark and shuttered, the streets empty. Continue Reading Out
My goal is to reclaim what was lost. Continue Reading Voice Lessons
Above all, my father was benevolent; a man of the people, and of all living creatures. Continue Reading On a Clear Night in California
I was sixteen and mesmerized by the graffiti – framed by tunnels, bridges, and walls of industrial buildings. It seemed the only view on an Amtrak train from Springfield, Mass ...
The Wikipedia tour guide spiel It would be my time at the Beauty Pageant metropolis that summer. We start at the majestic Marlborough Blenheim Hotel at Nineteen Hundred Pacific Avenue ...
One of memory’s slyer tricks is to colour things with a sense of foreboding. When I think of that night in Siena, the details seem prescient. The moon against a ...
I didn’t know the history of the West Side Highway when my mom and I started walking it in the mid-1970s. All I knew was that it was closed to ...