Cashmere
I gave birth to a baby boy. Or at least I dreamt that I did. It was the evening, and I was crouched by the hearth. He was there with an ache in my bones. I felt it. Fast-forward within the white walls of the hospital. I drowsily peeked through the nursery's glass wall (One is not allowed to wander after giving birth; but dreams are surreal...) There laid those tiny porcelain fingers and delicate whorls of tiny ears. He was crafted by the tiny chisels of white-winged angels. I held him, a small wrinkly thing in my hand — ...
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Carefree
Been wrecking my mind to write a piece I've been only seeing fragments of in between dilly-dallying and sleep. Spent the entire night sloughing through a string of Muhan Dojeon episodes. I think my problem now is that I don’t have a problem ...
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Old Ghosts
Sometimes, I think of all the people I've lost or grew apart from and wonder what they would think if they saw me or knew me now, given how much time has passed and how much things have changed. Would we still be friends? Would we argue over the same things? Would we be kinder, at the very least? Then I remember that I lost those people for a reason. There's a masochistic (probably narcissistic) urge to want them back in my life perhaps just to be able to say "Look, I’m better now. Look, I didn't need you with ...
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Independency
Find arms that will raise you up from your most helpless plights and hold you at your frailest. Find eyes that will behold your beauty, even at your ugliest. Find a heart that will love you unquestioningly, even at your most repulsive. Because that is the only love that really matters. And when they aren't someone else's, they need to be your own — and that's the hardest part ...
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Writer’s Block
Sometimes I lose the ability to turn words into art. Maybe I should let them speak for themselves, but they can be such timid fellows, and I wouldn't want to pressure them. So instead I'll just listen to the silence the world destroys by talking and talking, wishing I could say something that would make the whole world stop speaking so they could finally begin to hear ...
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“Let go!”
You’ve heard it many times. But how do you really say goodbye to someone you love? There seems to be more pain in admitting it’s no use holding on... but what about those romantic letters and gifts? What about the dreams you said you’d both achieve together someday, and the promise to keep trying when things don't work out? Sadly, not all things work out. There comes a time when life will tell us that this chapter has ended and it's time to move on to the next. And you have to. All you have to do is to learn ...
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