Just wrote an article about raising my daughter, Kantra in Japan. It’s up here. Watching her has inspired me and its forced me and my wife to grow in unforeseeable ways. Nothing humbles you like a determined child who doesn’t give a single solitary fuck about what you doing, what you need to do, or what you was about to do. “Daddy, play with me.” Got an essay that’s getting published. Hopefully it’ll drop soon. Won’t say who yet, but …
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Last year my daughter, Kantra forced me to pick up my crown. For many nights, on my knees, helping my four-year-old get dressed for bed, at eye level she’d tell me, “I’m a Princess. Mommie is Mommie Queeen and you’re Daddy King.” We could be in a grocery store aisle and out of her pocket she pulls rocks, rose pedals, acorns, and handfuls of sand. She got a bike for Christmas and a remote control car. In the last few …
Standing on Mt. Fuji with a mega phone as big as The Titanic. It’s sound has the power of a whale making clicking sounds to talk to its fam from across the globe, “I got my first cover story!” It’s with Tokyo Weekender and it’s about the amazing photographer Lukasz Palka. If you’re in Tokyo, the issue is out now. Here‘s some spots to pick it up. It’s free. Man, I’ve been waiting a minute to announce this. …
He pegged me a tourist taking flicks.“What’s it like?”It’s like crouching under the atmosphere to keep from scorching your head. Earth’s glowing curvature is a celestial levee, a barrier to the darkness. The stars are neon streets and heavenly islands of light. They are as real as phantom pain firing from a severed limb. You stand still, afraid of stepping on the people below. You’re always in the way. Sometimes all you see is the white of clouds. Up there is …
Last month, alone, I flew home to Orlando, Florida. This time, Kantra understood that I was leaving. Haruki was stabbing me with her tears.“I will hang your underwear outside so people will think that you’re still here,” she said.When my bus pulled off Kantra chased after me. Haruki hugged her. Kantra stomped the earth.I didn’t want to go the closer it got to leaving. It’s like driving into a storm cloud on a flat plain. This was my first trip …
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