Deciphering Tea Leaves

The fragrance of the teas was overwhelming. Pungent leaves of brown, black and green, speckled with dried fruit and herbs. The leaves had been dried whole and rolled—humbled in their shriveled, preserved state. Comforting scents of dirt and new grass whispering of promises they might keep. If only it would rain. Abruptly, sharp citrus notes…Read more Deciphering Tea Leaves

The Wall

I have the pleasure to announce today that an essay I have written has been published by The Scene and Heard, a beautiful online journal that contains thoughtful reflections on life in the form of art, poetry and creative writing. This is the first time I have been published! I am thrilled! I enjoy reading…Read more The Wall

Lines and Divisions

Single lines can be strummed together a whole, humming in repetitions a chorus reverberating long after a source can be traced.   Single lines can cut, dealing out pain in shivers and slivers, incisive, unrelenting, dividing tediously every in-between of the once placid.   Single lines can rise-up, up towards the light, reach out furtive…Read more Lines and Divisions

The Wreck of the Hesperus

I remember the cool darkness as I stood backstage. My fingers were tingling, my stomach was churning, I was both excited and nervous—the classic symptoms of stage-fright that I was experiencing more and more that year. Mrs. Wozniak, my fourth-grade teacher, had nearly forgotten about the event in the auditorium that day. With just minutes to […]

May Superiority Give Way

I read an incredibly heart-wrenching story in the Atlantic yesterday about the life of a modern-day slave, Eudocia Tomas Pulido. The front-page article was written by, of all people, the son of the family who “owned” her, Alex Tizon. (I have included the link to the article here.) Eudocia or Lola, as she was called…Read more May Superiority Give Way