Past Lives

Every weekend, she went to the city & looked through the bones of the dead for old clothes & bits of fashion jewelry. She always seemed a bit tattered, but I didn’t say much about it. I was still young & hadn’t settled on a past I was comfortable with yet either.

City Windows

My grandmother told me once that a city has enough windows for everybody. I still want to believe her.


possessed of an acute sense of smell & a curious nature so no matter what city she goes to she always ends up in Chinatown