Writings

One Good Summer 

The summer after I finished grade eleven, I moved back to London to escape my life. I lived there with an Italian girl named Gina Pezzi, inspired initially, in my melodramatic phase, by Friedrich Holderlin, ‘the … Read the whole text

An Act of Mischief     

I was sitting at the bottom of our stairs, deflecting sunbeams off a small hand mirror of my mother’s. I was nine at this time, maybe ten. I remember that it was a … Read the whole text

 
 Los Imperiales

The agricultural region known as “Imperial Valley” is visually stunning. The farmland resembles a giant green carpet. I’m a real estate appraiser sent to determine the “Fair Market Value” of the “Heroes Hall” located in a small … Read the whole text

Lost 

“Look, Steve! Over there.” Yolanda pointed to a commotion at the edge of their manicured lawn. It was 8 a.m., and Yolanda and Steve were taking their early-morning tea on the terrace. They were hoping for a glimpse … Read the whole text

Two Charaters in Search of an Auteur  

Before she moved to Toronto, Enola told Kiara, in the Starbucks where they met on Danforth Avenue, near the Pape subway station, she worked for her uncle in his grocery store as … Read the whole text