Dear Dazai, I’m sorry I didn’t write on Thursday. Really sorry. It’s one of those little things that doesn’t seem like such a big deal, but managing to stick to a schedule that I’ve set myself has always felt like a huge accomplishment, especially when … Continue reading Late


Dear Dazai, Still sore and sorry, so I’m sending another story your way. The tea is cold by the time she comes to it. It’s sweeter without the heat to agitate the tannins in it and she’s upset by the lack of bitterness. She deserves … Continue reading Tannic


Dear Dazai, There’s a soft rumble that accompanies my waking moments. It’s gentle and reassuring, and long before I reach consciousness, it’s a welcome interruption to my sleep. So I lazily return from my dreamtime wanderings, hand reaching out to stroke the soft, silky fur … Continue reading Purr