Leaving Boston

I’m trying to sleep on a yoga mat on the hardwood floor of my empty apartment. The space is so bare, I can almost hear my breath echo. In the past two weeks, I’ve sold off all my furniture, donated and trashed several bags of belongings, and shipped the rest to California. There it is—…

How To Leave Home

The first time, it’s easy. You’re excited, having thoroughly googled about boarding school and high school and making friends and study tips. Your parents drive you down, help you move in amidst the chaos of all the other families and their daughters. The first night, you lie on your back in your new bed with…

How To Leave Singapore

The time has passed so quickly yet not at all. That’s how semesters go, as birds soaring past the sun, as feathers dragging in the wind. You have flinched during thunderstorms, studied for essays, sweated gallons from your upper lip alone. Intimidated, you still haven’t tried to use any clause-final discourse particles— you’d feel silly,…