Creative Non-Fiction Category
The Smell of Grief
Posted on March 8, 2023
The Smell of Grief: the text of the reading for Coffee and Grief: Coffee Talk #39 given on October 6, 2022
On seeking joy through chance encounters
Posted on February 18, 2022
On seeking joy through chance encounters: there are hidden gems of living history everywhere around you. You just have to look for them.
On seeking joy through community
Posted on February 3, 2022
When I was young, my parents built a community. We were strangers in a strange land, seeking a sense of belonging. They found others, from the same cultural background, with similar stories of feeling adrift in a new place, missing families and familiarities. They banded together.
On seeking joy through spite
Posted on January 26, 2022
On seeking joy through spite – how spite can motivate healthy acts
On seeking joy on your own
Posted on January 17, 2022
On seeking joy on your own: I never thought of myself as the kind of person who’d enjoy sitting in darkened rooms on my own.
On seeking joy
Posted on January 10, 2022
Well, we’re a week and a half into the new year and 2020 has dragged its sorry behind all the way through 2021 and into 2022. The pandemic turns three this year; a toddler that’s found its feet and is off and running. Like so many toddlers who’ve recently discovered the power of locomotion, this […]
My Father’s Hands (nonfiction)
Posted on November 9, 2020 13 Comments
In my memory, my father’s hands are large. His sturdy fingers, the columns that hold up the Parthenon roof, the pillars that secure the world on the turtle’s back, that hold me as I swing between him and my mother when we walk down the street together. His palms span wide enough to encompass mine, […]
Climbing trees
Posted on August 12, 2020 8 Comments
Mulberry trees stand in two corners of my mother’s garden. In summer, the garden becomes a minefield littered with incendiary devices waiting for a mistimed step, a careless footfall. Splatters of pink-purple cover the driveway, the outlines of shoes and bare feet silhouetted on the concrete. Though resplendent with their purple jewels every year, their […]
Run through the jungle
Posted on April 23, 2020 11 Comments
Betrayal is a frightening jungle where monsters of self-doubt lurk.
Asha Rajan 