I keep waking up in the middle of the night. Sometimes from the acid ravaging my esophagus from some annoying … More
Tag: travel
artifacts.
The sky is a sorbet of bright white clouds and silky grey with strips of unripened blueberry through the tall, … More
Tide pool.
I spent the two days this past week on the Oregon Coast, in familiar yet missed salty air, hair whipped to … More
Whirlwind.
It has been 13 days since soaring into the air towards Phnom Penh, Cambodia and two full back home, in … More
Stranger.
Throughout the thirteen hour plane ride to Taipei, I could not stop watching the woman in front of me. Between … More
Retreat.
The lust to wander is back full force and I don’t quite know what to do with this familiar feeling. … More
The thrum.
7:40pm I imagine the heavy thrum I hear when inside an airplane being similar to that of what a … More
The bells.
This weekend was special for a few reasons: the biggest, having the honor of being with my amazing family-to-be. Spending time … More
Fear, Type 1.
Last week my storage unit was broken into and left void of more than half of its contents. Since my … More
Xiao long bao.
Writing today from Gate B9 in Taipei, waiting for a plane to- you guessed it- Phnom Penh, Cambodia. I’ve spent … More