A rectangle has four sides. On my rectangle, the corners curve inward. It is heavy, but not so heavy I can’t hold it. It is dense but comfortable. It is quiet until I don’t want it to be. One side is smooth, shining, and one side is black. Except when…

The time I felt loneliest was in Louisville, Kentucky. We’d spent four weeks on a farm, running through cornfields and forcing our paths into the grass, but that wasn’t the worst point. It was still exciting then, being part of the Troopers Drum and Bugle Corps, a professional drum corp…

Christmas 1988 My mother is a nostalgic kind of person. It’s hard for her to let go of anything she’s collected in the 26 years since I was born, including dozens of discolored toys that hide in boxes throughout storage. Plastic bath submarines, stuffed animals that once happened to exist in the…

“The best teacher is experience and not through someone’s distorted point of view.” It was September, and a cool start to Autumn. Eight months into the pandemic. And to be sure, me my partner’s experience of the pandemic has been blessedly smooth. …

A letter to Satan Pentecostalism is said to have begun in 1906. ​William J. Seymour and some cohorts were waiting around in a place called Bonnie Brae Street, and their account of what happened is that all seven of them, one by one, began to fall on the ground and speak in unknown languages…

Earlier this year, in a time now alien to many of us, I attended a Seattle XR conference on assignment. The event was hosted by Vulcan, a local and globally recognized documentary company started by the late Paul Allen, with the goal of increasing awareness toward conservation, scarcity, and injustice…

It’s fair to say that anime, especially in the United States, has somewhat of a complicated image. This may be partially due to what’s called, in the lexicon, a “weeb” (short for weeaboo): someone obsessed with Japanese culture, arguably to the point of wanting to be Japanese themselves. …

Since I crossed over 20, life has been inextricably tied to the internet, meaning my choice to participate in digital recreation isn’t voluntary. Especially since kicking off a career, it’s rare for me to tweet or post or story because it all feels so exhibitionist, so cumbersome, because at any…

Before the time of air travel, when the radial boundaries of the world were ever-expanding, the sea was promise. A ship was the only way to see the world, and the wayfarer’s journey manifested a deep-seated belief that the sea was possibility. But possibility is made of success and failure…