I am wearing my mother’s wedding dress. It’s simple, classic, sleeveless. There’s a corset underneath which makes it hard to...
It was early 1919, you tapped on my shoulder, and I remember cowering in, my shoulders hunching, and I turned...
This bowl of Pho sitting in front of me. Well, it sucks. The young woman sitting across from me seems...
Sometimes I dream about times past, scattered in the wind. The taste of a particularly citrusy apple. The smell of...
