I keep the brackets for Asian  because I genuinely don’t know what to call the place I’m speaking from. It’s not quite ethnic, not exactly diasporic, not simply cultural. It’s the accumulation of moving between worlds and holding more than one at the same time. What people call double consciousness  but which, in my body, feels more like an expanded perceptual field than anything pathological or lacking. What I keep returning to is how this double consciousness becomes unspea

The jungle is never quiet When the wind moves, the leaves tense first When a bird takes flight, the air remembers its direction They have lived there for a long time always alert, always listening their body reacting before thought arrives One day, a stone flew from somewhere In the instant it touched the ground their body remembered old lessons: What did I do wrong this time? This time, something shifted. They looked down and noticed there was no blood, only the echo of anot

Scene from Kiki's Delivery Service (1989) ( https://nrecclessmith.com/2013/04/25/when-you-lose-your-ability-to-fly/ ) MAGIC IS WHAT...