The red rental car plunged into the tunnel. Hitomi’s eyes adjusted: the sun winked out, replaced by the yellow glow of sodium lights flashing by too fast.
Professor Ueda had insisted on driving. Hitomi had offered, of course, but he had looked so indignant that she was reluctant to offer twice… [continue reading]
[Score anthology, 03.2019]
Aspasia leaned over the railing of the research vessel and looked out at the vast kelp field for the last time. The water was an impossibly lucid turquoise; beneath the surface, ribbons of dark kelp fluttered peacefully.
In the distance, dry, bone-white limestone pinnacles peeked out from the surface of the ocean, the remnants of Nauru’s phosphate strip mines… [continue reading, $]
I went to the museum’s special exhibition on Seitokuji Temple alone, as was my habit. In the corner, there was a glass case full of portraits of the temple’s famous poets.
The last portrait made me stop to take a second look… [continue reading]