Near Death

Cut to the roots I never even knew Decaying each day Now, it is dying It is all dying

Delightful

Our new 6th graders seem so delightful. “Bye bye,” many said as they departed class this afternoon. This was after several students practically shouted for joy when I told them we would get our textbooks tomorrow. Good signs?

He is Evil

His destruction knows no bounds His only legacy now will be narcissistic greed The evil that men do lives on and on

Treasures Lost

We’ve lost another place which helped make Shanghai a special place. At the back of a hidden courtyard across from my Indian joint…A quirky Japanese cafe, half indoors/half outdoors. Plastered in miscellaneous imagery from Japan. Here in early July. Now, smashed up. Canopy torn down. Tables gone. Glass stairs from mother restaurant next door smashed…

1 Way Ticket

August 20th. Usually at this time I either have a ticket back to NYC, or am driving there. But this year–like last–it’s a one way ticket to China. It’s astounding to think about how this is the permanent vacation I strategically laid the foundation for, just over a year ago. It’s been a wild ride…

What’s the Dead Sea Really Like?

How salty is it, really? Ever drunk vodka straight? The saltiness is so extreme, it’s like that in your mouth. I felt like, one accidental gulp of water would OD me with salt. Know how in most oceans-seas-lakes, you run your hand along the bottom and come up with sand, or plants, or mud? Here’s…

So Small

Up the stone path, at first it’s like a large hill. Like the ones we ran in Suzhou. Towering trees overhead. Gray headstones grow from terraced slopes. The three of us hike through this ancient graveyard. Green moss covers some headstones. A crudely made white ceremonial headdress hangs from a post over another grave. One…

It’s A Day in China

Looks like I’ve been run over by a truck, but I’m okay. It’s just my first traditional Chinese massage. After wearing my paper diaper for a second week in a row (but not thong-like or pink this time),I made the mistake of asking the masseuse to go deeper this time. Well, I’ve had tight hamstrings….

How Do I Feel?

Hair’s on fire Heart’s beating outta my chest I’m a fucking pack of TNT ready to explode Gunpowder from the grenade in hand burns flesh Restful sleep interrupted by fitful nightmares Fists punching me, hard Lashing in… …lashing out Am I still bleeding? Or, am I healing ? This is All so Fucked I’m sacred….