Tag: grief
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A Story About A Poem: “A Body Without a Name”
In college, I used to churn out 5,000 word short stories two-hours before class in a burst of god-like arrogance and never look at them again. Now I can spend thirty minutes or more just staring at single line, questioning if I even know how to write anymore. For me, over-editing is a product of…
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A Story About A Poem: “there are no taxis for the dead
Obon is one of the biggest holidays in Japan. Celebrated in mid-August for several days, it’s one of the most crowded and expensive travel times of the year. Similar to the Ghost Festival in China, it’s a time where deceased ancestors are believed to return home—a time to honor the dead. Many neighborhoods hold their…
Angela Liu 