California City was supposed to be the “the map that precedes the territory […] that engenders the territory” — Nat Mendelsohn’s dream of a hyperreal Los Angeles.

My family actually bought land in California City. At one point the city, probably in conjunction with developers or the like, held an auction to sell-off the land…

ROOTS, BLOODY ROOTS.

5. ME FI WAH GUAN BEK TO JAMAICA MON

When I was 22 I bought a round-the-world plane ticket. I had the option of four stops anywhere in the world that I could travel to.
‘Why don’t you go back to Kalimpong and find your roots?’ Mum asked me.
‘No way man, you can take…

ROOTS, BLOODY ROOTS.

1. ROOTS AND SHIT

I decided to go back to my ‘homelands’ to find my roots and shit.
I needed to find my roots and shit because my leaves and shoots were dying,
turning brown and wilting at the top from some unknown disease.
My roots weren’t even in the ground to…