Danielle Li
where thoughts sit [narrative]
By Danielle Li | September 23I’ve been thinking quite a lot about chairs recently—at least much more than the average person does day-to-day. I think about people too. People and chairs. People in chairs. Chairs that once held people and now sit empty. It does not seem to matter much, not even to me. And ...
on violins [narrative]
By Danielle Li | May 1It is difficult for me to wax poetic about the beauty of a stringed instrument in a way that hasn’t been done before by countless violinists, violists, cellists, and bassists. In fact, my description would be much lesser in fluency and articulation, albeit meant with the same sincerity.
banana children [narrative]
By Danielle Li | November 12Baba talks like he will never stop again.
dive [narrative]
By Danielle Li | October 16I squeeze my eyes shut before the dive, even though they’re encased in my thick, blurry goggles. Perhaps my fear has to do with the near-drowning incident two summers ago, when the artificial blue waves of Sahara Sam’s Water Park held me down and I suddenly couldn't remember which way the sky was. ...








