2 Quotes by Gordon Vanstone

The aura of the place had shifted. Maybe I’d previously read or heard something about the cape. I don’t believe in ghosts, per se, but the mind is most definitely a haunted place.

With chopsticks, I cut through the dark-skinned egg, releasing molten yoke into waiting broth. Face bathed in the warming steam, I tasted.Sheltered from the rainSoothing train, ramen-numbed brainI reap contentmentWith the Zen meal consumed and consumed by the Zen meal, I exited back into the chaotic Tokyo night.