A High Yellow

Flakes of ash floated down a humid breath of wind, baked flat and wild by the unrelenting midwestern sun, and settled on the concrete porch of our parking lot oasis. We used to sit there in lovely afternoon sweat, with dew on our brows and affection aching our limbs. Hot blood warmed our cheeks and […]

Tsu Nai Na

“No more timid, We move like the sun. Dazzling.”