The helmet sat outside for hours, a price tag dangling off the old cotton chinstrap. Everyone who arrived came in cars, leaving them parked on the street. “I used to have one of these,” the first person to pick it up said. There’s an expression that applied to him. “Age has not been kind.” He picked up the helmet and popped out the firm canvas … Continue reading By The Passage of Time
When I was younger, I asked my mom where the sun went when it sank. She told me that on the other side of the country there was a massive ocean. Even bigger than a pool? I had asked her. So much bigger, she told me. And blue, with waves as tall as trees. And each night, when I saw the sun get lower, it … Continue reading Memories: where the sun sank below the waves
Deep in the Yunnan province of western China, there is a small town next to a large ear-shaped lake. Few people live in this town. If you’re lucky, you might be able to hear them. A candy-seller pushes his cart, shouting to children who don’t come. A fresh fruit stall that only sells durian, filling the streets with a pungent odor. The town, originally built … Continue reading Memories: Tricks picked up from a riverbed
