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The Storyteller

a fairy tale

You might have heard about me and how I saved a kingdom. How I volunteered to marry the king, a cruel, vicious man who would have killed me the morning after our wedding, as he had done to all his previous wives and as he planned to do to all of the women in the…

clarisse angkasa a place on the stage

a place on the stage

the thrill of a first visit

Endless reflective windows meld into crumbling brick walls, colored tarps cover construction sites, and LED advertisements illuminate a frigid night. The expanse of Manhattan unfurls its skyscraper-clad curtains and opens into my reality. I am swept into the giddy tourism, the excitement of a first visit. My expectations swell as names I’ve only seen on…

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One Minute Early

I’m going to tell you a secret

I am going to tell you a secret. It is a secret because it is not the kind of information that I would normally go spreading around; it is not the kind of information you will go spreading around. On June 1, 2016, I went to board a plane at  Boston Logan International Airport destined…

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An Elegy

my violin & me

My violin hasn’t left my dorm room closet since October. It’s sitting there right now, untouched and unplayed, only visible when I dig around for a lost pair of shoes. I can’t help but feel conflicted every time I see it, like it’s begging for a breath of fresh air. Violin has been a major…

clarisse angkasa medicine for the melancholy color for web

before moonlight

Twenty minutes into Medicine for Melancholy, Barry Jenkins’ debut feature about two young African Americans fumbling through San Francisco after a drunken one-night stand, Micah (Wyatt Cenac) discovers that Jo (Tracey Heggins), the woman he just spent the night with, lives rent-free in her rich, conveniently-out-of-town boyfriend’s house in upscale Marina. “Is he white?” he…