A Possibility
She talks. I know that she talks. I cannot hear her words. I only know that she is talking without parting her lips. I do not know the...
Pan
I am the worker bee working assiduously to scrap together the words scattered in your garden stack them up like playing cards - a card...
Promise of the World
A broad, open patch of greenness A beauty beyond words An Eden that was destined to be founded Lies beyond a single quirk of a doorknob...
A Call from the Past
Crossing the emptied room, a young man reached the terrace and leaned outwards, overlooking the familiar scene of intersecting roads...
Toiling
Laden with lead, forced down with weights, chained to the metal ball that dragged on the floor, he toiled on. The blazing red rays stung...
Burden
Rain was in the air. Even as Laura stared outside through the windows, she could feel the raindrops forming. Soon the muddy clouds would...
Carry Your World
I am a deserted country road built for wooden spokes metal hooves every memory the dust evokes scattered my way, held at bay. But as this...
Love Gauge
Everything was peaceful. The sun was about to set, and the evening’s gentle wind made the sweltering summer’s ire calm down for a moment....
Hold My Hand
(So Hee is the ‘her’ in this writing, who doesn’t exists in the world anymore.) A warm spring breeze delivers greetings to the people...
Morning Coffee
I push open the door to let myself in. Inside, it is warm and humid, a welcoming shelter amidst the wind and snow outside. It’s half past...
