Unbelievable. Look where I am, just a year after I came to America: Planned Fucking Parenthood. Shinjirarenai! In Japan, they call them...

I was on my way to the neighborhood liquor store when a young white man stopped me on the sidewalk. He had a ratty backpack slung low...

The locals sit round the boab tree with beef and beer and electric music they watch the day fall into the horizon. Along the road are...

Go Down the dream voice said: into the well, the mud bottom, bog woman. Go down to taste where you come from, mud angel, the muck and...

Earliest memory: The jolting CLACK, CLACK, CLACK of my stroller slamming over the cracks in the sidewalk, on our way home from the park...