Tag: personal
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The Fish Have No Feelings
Sometimes you feel that love is the kind of thing you have to get good at.
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As Angels Grow
I had tumbled and fought my way through a seemingly endless path, but I had somehow reached a dead end.
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alone together
Sorrow’s fingertips shush the last warm light and the twilight shines pale again. the breathing next to me doesn’t cease. though, i guess mine doesn’t either. i suppose that’s what we call a win.
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Origami Leonard Cohen Cranes
I blinked and there she was. An old woman wrapped in layers of clothes, a crumpled paper doll with a conductor’s hat.
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7 seconds
it always happens this way. i focus on the darkness behind my closed eyes and will them to get heavier, to push me past the threshold into sleep. it doesn’t work. through my eyelids, i sense illumination. i open. turn. phone notification. 2:45 am. jesus. i’m pretty sure it’s been about 2 hours since I…
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Childhood Closure; A Personal Story
When I was little, I dreaded art class. I hated the walls of the basement, I hated the brushes and ink and markers, and I hated the paint-stained sink. I hated how my colours would look murky and bland, and how my awkward brushstrokes looked like child’s play instead of the next Van Gogh painting.…
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HOUSE OF THE DEAD
My grandma’s going to die soon. Nobody wants to say it, but we all know the day will come. It’s just a matter of time. Growing up, my family would drive half an hour to my grandma’s house every Saturday, and continued to do so until COVID put an end to such adventures. But I…
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Ophelia
Ophelia of the lonely lake, can you hear me as I do you? You are in my mind, and you are miming my death Again. And Again. And Again. Ophelia of the mourning mountains, night before last, I dreamt I was a star shining and shooting with infinity above. But when I woke, I saw…
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Reclaiming my Love for Music in a Digital Streaming World
Spring 2022 I just finished my free trial with Apple Music. Honestly, the one thing I’ve taken away is that music and how I listen to it simply isn’t fun. Having to switch back to Spotify, it’s whatever – no difference. On all of these streaming services, the spiel stays the same: I listen to…
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Dear Father
Everyday, I look in confusion and distraught at the crayon scribbles escaping from where your mouth should be. I try to make sense of them somehow, but the lines never connect; the pieces won’t fit together. Perhaps I tend to ignore them. To tell you the truth, I recognize and hear the monsters spewing your…
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Augustine – the new manic pixie dream girl
(please note, I use the word love very loosely) August. I love August. I love the way the letters roll off of my tongue, I love the nervous anticipation for the next school year, I love the way we gather like moths to a porch light in protest of summer’s end. I spent my August…
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Intimacy
and there we were together, in the dark, frantic and fearful. she smelt like sweet hair conditioner and sunshine and vanilla. i could feel every breath escaping her lips and sweep past my shoulders.
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His Champion – Narrative
I didn’t know my grandfather very well. He lived an inspirational life; too bad I didn’t know that while he was still here.
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Daredevil – a Narrative
“Maomao, don’t be such a Màoshīguǐ.” My mother said. Màoshīguǐ is Mandarin for “Daredevil”, a reckless person who enjoys doing dangerous things. Admittedly, this etymology fits me like a glove. When I was six, she cried over my bruises after I slid down the stairs in a zipped-up laundry basket, while I only craved another…
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Second Choice
i have always been the second choice. my daddy would choose cigarettes and anger over his little girl – the red hot anger consuming him so deeply that he didn’t care who his fire would burn i did everything in my power to make him love me dancing in the dark kitchen with him –…
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An Angrier Rendition of “Yellow Fever”
Yellow was my favourite colour. I splashed my bedroom walls with it, despite my parents’ best protests. I wore it around everywhere, even when I was told it clashed with my skin colour. To me, yellow has always been a representation of the warmth from the sun’s rays, the epitome of compassion and light – …
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The Distinguished Gentleman
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