listen:
Summer sounds like cicadas to me, mainly. Cicadas back in Seoul were gleaming creatures whose metallic singing could be heard clean across the schoolyard and th...
Tag: summer
the lake
A gleaming fingernail of a moon hung over the bird, the pool of saltless water lapping the mossy rock. You know how the Great Lakes curl into Ontario as well as...
home for the summer
The Canadian spring weather that greeted me at the Toronto airport was cold–but then, that was back in early May. Today, I went out for what feels like my...