Six o’clock. Greeting her in the dim light, the mirror on the far wall can only fit a proportionate view of her features. It is…
This year, I cast aside the dirt-encrusted vouchers for disappointment and bought the VIP Backstage Experience for the United States 2020. In late August, I…
It was the night before the Thai new year festival of Songkran, and we were spending it in the luggage hold of a bus. We…
“Tell me something I don’t know,” she said. We were drinking champagne from the bottle, wearing only bathrobes in the suite of a 19th-century estate…
In front of the hills of Arthur’s Seat, Margherita Nerini-Garcia stands before the Mornington Peninsular shore. Margherita, my nonna, pulls off her dress and throws…
Crystal clear waters. The wings of a giant manta gliding above me while I float, weightless, in the ocean. This was how scuba diving was…
Cozmoz arrived with his usual perky walk, wearing flip flops that belonged to two different pairs and red plastic shades lifted over his head. He…
Every good road trip starts with a morning after pill. The morning after pill is basically the same as time travel and is particularly good…
They are calling for my flight to begin boarding. The little screen spells out Erbil, Iraq, in all capitals. I no longer get nervous before…
Nothing symbolises Western society – particularly, its notion of time as a commodity for sale – better than the taxi driver’s meter. As a child,…
I’m going to be a boxer. I walk to town and ask my tailor to make me a baby blue bathrobe with a hood. This…
Ten years ago, I lived on an island off the coast of Honduras. It was summer when I was there. It was summer almost all…
