History Is An Agreed-upon Fiction.

My Mother Always Said I Must Be Part Mongolian Because Of My Lotus-pale Complexion And Squid-ink Black Hair.

Human Beings Are Sloshing Sacks Of Chemicals On The Move.

Writer's Block Is A Luxury Most People With Deadlines Don't Have.

Tranquillity Hides In Small Spaces, And When Found Needs To Be Treasured, Because You Know It's A Phantom That Will Slip Away Again.

Hurricane Season Brings A Humbling Reminder That, Despite Our Technologies, Most Of Nature Remains Unpredictable.