Tonight, this amorphous faith in chaos lives inside me the way the luminance of street lights lives inside the night mist. This ribbon of hot mix asphalt fl ...

Legend has it that Laozi was born an old man Laozi had no childhood No one but Confucius, who asked him about the rites Knew who Laozi was

The Nameless Hours There’s a vortex of bees humming around my skull.Clock says I’ve only been sleeping a couple of hours.Something inside me falls off a shelf.I get up and take pills to quiet the hive...

The world will always knock you down. Get back up. The world will always put you down. Laugh it up.

A slow-moving storm has been leaning over us for hours. You can feel in the air the oncoming night of January rain, but I’m waiting in the car outside Trader Joe’s, listening to torn-off strips of con...

Language Barrier on the train from Lagos to FaroI hear the white noise of dialectsthat don’t belong to me – the patient grandmother teachinga little boy to sound out the namesof towns with to…