Mina was telling me about zuo yue zi. There were a lot of rules. No washing your hair. No A/C. No going outside, so no more of our daily power walks.
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After weeks of anticipation, Chung’s mother dropped his sister off at Rock Springs campgrounds outside Junction City. His sister, Jordan, would spend six days counseling twelve-year-olds at D.A.R.E. camp.
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He’s at the window again when I wake up, all red hair and dents in his skin and eyes the color of browned beef.
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Mr. Park watches from his seat at the storefront. Images of the aisles flicker in a 3x3 grid on his screen. The cameras were installed last year after six boxes of Wet Tresses Kanekalon braiding hair and X-pression Kinky Twists went missing from the shelves.
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vs. Lunenberg W 48-45 1-0
I see now that so much of what I love about basketball has nothing to do with basketball.
Before games, the nervous-heartbeat fluttering of fluorescent lights in the locker room. After practices, the wide flat brooms leaning together in the corner of the gym like crossed fingers.
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Kees is heading to the gym to take a class with Vinny, who never texted him back. Kees looks at the unanswered text on his phone, considers sending another one, and decides it is better to say nothing.
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Weekends, holidays, I fold up the altar and pack the car, bring my cards to False Creek where the tourists pour through the market, seeking blown glass and crab legs, a taste of the local urbanity, perhaps a spiritual aperitif.
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My Grandma loves Law School. She asks me how Law School is on the phone. She’s so happy someone is taking care of me. She’s so proud of how well I turned out, the way I grew out of all that pesky melancholy and into a practical, well-adjusted adult.
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It scares me that I lose time. It’s dawn, I’m aware, and I’m awake for fajr, standing before my bedroom window overlooking the adjacent apartment complex. But I can’t remember a moment prior.
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“A hundred now, a hundred when the job is done.”
Roberto handed me the money and winked. A lot of my clients behaved as if the concept of “half now, half later” was a concept they’d created, rather than a stipulation of the contract they’d signed.
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Self-Portrait
Vincent sits in his studio, scratching his beard while looking at the canvas. The Lego Man watches Vincent while resting on his palette, poking at a dried clump of paint.
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Yuan Li | 8 years ago
Simply Beautiful
Death Head | 8 years ago
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Lanlan is ten and enlightened. She is brimming with knowledge. She is no longer lost. It is a terrible thing.
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The plan was dinner only, but here he’s shown up with alcohol. Sorry, he says, he gets nervous. It’s our second date. He’s looking at the alligator-shaped cat-house and asking if I’m one of those people.
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The man standing on the rooftop of the south block building pokes a wet finger into the pale belly of the sky. A cool wind coming from the north lifts gray strands on his head like semaphores signaling rain.
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The craving was instant. We had just gotten home from school, my sister Nneka and I. As I changed out of my uniform in our shared bedroom, I looked out the dust-mottled window and saw two boys across the street.
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I once loved a man who spoke only in product names.
We met at a bar in Koreatown, the kind with too-loud music and too-low lights and bottles of liquor—clear, brown, green, ocean blue—stacked on shelves, floor to ceiling, against a mirror wall.
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I learn how to steal cable from watching YouTube videos at the public library. I’m supposed to be playing math games to swing some sense into my head before school starts in a few weeks, but I learn this instead.
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Scientists watch the body farm in accelerated time. The research facility’s cameras play back at warp speed: bodies break open, the skin marbled red and yellow, a reflection of the sinking Texas sun. My cousin is one of these scientists.
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Your life is full of new things. Two of them are men. One makes his own end tables and works in sustainable energy. The other makes you laugh and you don’t actually understand what he does.
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