After School
The school guard is getting ready. He opens the door of his warm office and steps out into the cold winter air. It’s mid-afternoon and the sun is at its brightest, but all he can feel is the frost biting his cheeks. He observes the school in its quietest moments. Three pale yellow buildings stand […]
Indian? American!
March 25th, 2016 This is the fifth time you’ve seen him this week, passing by on his bicycle. He seems nice enough. He even looked friendly the last time you briefly made eye contact. So why do you always look away? Why don’t you smile at him? It seemed like he was about to smile […]
Packing
A light, high-pitched bell sound rings in my ears as I open the door to one of my favorite coffee shops. It reminds me of an old mom and pop shop back in the States, the ones that I grew up going to, with a rickety door, full of battle scars that give it personality […]