the ex

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There was, of course, the presence of an “ex.” Her name was Kathryn Kawano. She was half Japanese. Quite reactionary, I gave Mark a judgy look for his propensity to […]

The foreignness of the language of love

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Intimacy wasn’t limited to physical. I got to know Mark more personally, and it was quite a challenge to feel close to someone whose life story was so different from […]

Road trip 1999 – part 2

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We found out the following day that Grand Canyon was closed for winter for just one more week. Mark was disappointed, and I was devastated to miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. […]

Road trip 2016

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Seventeen years later, in 2016, D and I stopped at the north of Grand Canyon during our road trip to Santa Fe. We had spent the morning in Death Valley, […]

Road trip 1999

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Spring break was approaching. Just like the winter break, I had planned nothing. Mark asked me if I was interested in going on a road trip to Grand Canyon. I […]

Flame

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When I came back to my dorm room, Clare was still up. “I heard the voice mail,” she smiled. I told her what happened, and both of us got very […]

Spark

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Mark drove us to a bar somewhere downtown (I had no geographic sense). I had a glass of wine. What happened in the following hour was that he asked me […]

The buildup

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Mark sat next to me in the Japanese art history class every time. He was the most enthusiastic student and very passionate when he spoke up. Sitting so close to […]

Study of art

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The study abroad program entered into the second half, and I had to choose the classes again. I envied others for knowing what they wanted to study with confidence. I […]

3rd drama and coda

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From Florence, we took another train to Rome. It was warmer in Rome, and the whole city was like one big museum, with ruins of ancient times found in every […]