“Kanagawa. Next stop, Kanagawa Station.” It’s the same every morning at 9:42am. I glance up at the announcement, waiting for the subway doors to slide open with a whoosh. A handful of people get off, but only the foxes get… Continue Reading
She says a prayer before she steps inside, a prayer for the restless, then crosses the threshold and announces, “I am here.” Immediately, the atmosphere in the room shifts, and a quiet settles over the house for the first time… Continue Reading
The wind pushed Kana so hard that she could barely walk. It took all the strength her thin boney arms had to keep her umbrella above her head. On windy days like today it felt more like she was living… Continue Reading