From Issue 14: Longing Letter

Isobel Hodges We met in Tokyo in 2002. I wore platform sneakers and glitter in the daytime. It was just you, me, and forty thousand people at a design fair. My two year stay was coming to an end – I braced for grief. I slid my paintings into the back of Kentaro’s station wagon….

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