Random, well-placed marks make you unique. Like a well-chosen word, the mole on the tip of your rounded nose, perfects the sentence of...

I often wonder why we don’t have a group memory Why we can’t remember what happened to our ancestors how they lived, loved, and died ...

As promised last week, here is one of the poems from my little purple notebook. In my heart, I am a poet. But the words won’t come when...

Here are Emily’s answers to my questions (in poems and prose!): Emily Jiang: All my characters have a bit of me in them, even the...

Wondering about the rest of that lovely Shelley poem from last weekend’s episode of Inspector Lewis? Here it is (from Bartelby.com):...