Three Apples

Once there was and there was not…

Once there was and there was not … that place 100 years ago that my ancestors survived, where teenage boys...

The weather outside the basement-level Yerevan eatery is below zero, and I sit between friends, perspiring from the multiple layers...

There was nothing but sand here. Now, a picture-perfect 21st century metropolis stands tall with pride.

It's Tuesday, and he’s on an Airbus, 32,972 feet above land, waiting for a computer network to ping him and...

Fall 2013 will forever be imprinted in my mind with a melancholic pop song about our enigmatic obsession with the...

Sometimes if you’re watching the clouds, the genius algorithms of our connectivity and oneness in the universe spell themselves out...

It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this. This wasn’t how it was scripted.

On the edge of this multicultural metropolis, miles shy of the suburban promises of Americana in Orange County, thousands of...

In a haunting phonograph recording from 100 years ago in Paris, the scratchy and hollow, melancholic and faraway voice of...