• Once Fresh and in Season

    He was agitated. You could tell by the way he rubbed his hands together. Kneading one over the other as if he were trying to clean them under a faucet. But they remained soiled, dirt under the nails, darkened around the knuckles. His knees bounced up and down on the seat, nervous dancers framing a…

  • The Bravest

    No matter how big of a cynic you may be, you can’t tell me you don’t feel something when you see a firefighter in his dress uniform. The emotional pull brought on by how shiny his shoes are, how deep the creases in his pants reach, how straight his medals lay pinned to his breast.…

  • A fun game

    A fun game to play at a bar full of older gentlemen is “The last time I got a tetanus shot…”

  • My short flight

    The last row. Two seats. I’m in the aisle. The girl who would be in the window seat came toward me with a cheeseburger and fries and a very expensive handbag. The flight attendant excitedly greeted her and in the process gave me a mean look and said my bag could not go under my…

  • Facetiming

    This couple looked so carefree. They were stopped in traffic and the lady in the passenger seat held up her phone so the guy in the driver’s seat could make faces at the person on the other end. They were doing this thing called FaceTime. They waved their hands and stuck out their tongues and…

  • Not the couch

    “It was a big leather couch. And one by one people came in but no one sat on it. They chose the hard metal chairs next to it instead.” “What’s wrong with people? Metal chairs over a big leather couch?” “And in a waiting room, where they are going to sit and…wait?” “That’s what I…

  • July 11, Mr. Wei 

    Mr. Wei stood near the entrance of the downtown subway. Despite the uncomfortable humidity, he decided it was best to button his white collared shirt all the way to the top. He shuffled a newspaper in his hand, but reading seemed impossible since he could not keep his eyes on the words. Instead, he glanced…