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The Fear of Love and How I Came to Accept it
There is a saying much repeated by older generations, which goes as, ‘Do not fear anything, for your worst fears will never happen’. Well, guess what? Mine did. I fell in love. Now, one might think, ‘How can love be something that is feared?’ and perhaps in their own way, they are right. Yet, being […]
Discomfort: Should We Have Some of It in Our Relationships?
There’s an element to my current relationship that almost feels like it shouldn’t be there. It’s the element of discomfort, and it’s one of the best things to enter my life recently. The most valuable things we can offer our partners are the things they struggle to generate as naturally as we do. In my […]
Seasons
“Hi.” He knelt down next to her. She was flipping through a new cookbook at the kitchen table, one of those Ottolenghi ones, marking off recipes she probably wouldn’t make anyway. Not out of lack of skill but rather lack of care to try anything new. “Hi?” She met his gaze, eye level with him […]
2018: The Year
2018: The Year The year I started in New York. The year I ended up in Asia. The year I swung from Kyoto, to LA, to Hawaii, and back to Kyoto again. The year I spent my mornings drinking green tea with barley. The year I spent my nights wrapped around a grapefruit sho-chu. The […]
Not Yours To Touch
You’re in fourth grade. You’re the first girl to reach the age of training bras and awkward curves. He walks up behind you and snaps your bra strap, creating a roar of laughter through the hallway. The sing song of prepubescent boys. You’re ten years old. You’re walking your dog in the neighbourhood you know […]
Mirrors
What if there were no mirrors? What if you couldn’t exhaustively study your own reflection before you left the house? What if you couldn’t catch a glimpse of yourself in a parked car’s window as you rushed past? Where would we seek out our own reflections? We’d have to search for them in other people. […]
The Girl
In the darkness of a bedroom that is not ours, tangled in a stranger’s sheets, the moon intrudes. The novelty of our evening soon wears off, as do your sidelong glances, and the two of us are no longer lonely. How easily the dead of night is gentled by half-truths and candlelight. I show you […]
