Dreaming in Lil' Tokyo

June 24, 2024 • Pablo Matias Hernandez Martinez

There was nobody left to tell us what they meant; the mysterious signs, with those bold ink strokes against red banners, which came to life with the spirits that blew the vigorous air in the West. The flags and ornaments, setting the neighborhood ablaze with their imminent presence, seemed to actively seek out to communicate something, to us, the newcomers. At least that’s how we saw it, those coming into the unknown land. My late grandmother used to say: In …