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A little bit of love can be good, too.

Love Letter Day 23.

I keep running out of time. The kind of busy that I have been this week feels grotesque. Last night I asked the open air what you wanted to hear from me, and my friend Nayland said:

The smallest love in me, is the one closest to my heart.

I will be back with more words soon. Wait for me. Waiting is the smallest and most profound act of love. I will also wait for you, for as long as it takes.


It’s giving season. Here are a few places that deserve your love:

Asian Arts Initiative

Asian American Writers Workshop

Vox Populi