Human Home
There are slight rain drops on the outside. I can tell because the dust on my balcony allows the … Read more
Things I am, Things I do, Things Live for
Among the few gifts I received on my birthday, an anonymous person sent me a gift card in which they … Read more
Walking Away
(For the people whose physical touches I have forgotten, whose breaths have been swallowed by the … Read more
Freedom, At Last
July 4th 2019 might remain to be the day permanently etched in my mind, just because it is the day I … Read more
End of The Road
For the one who holds ransom a greater part of my heart. The one who kills me softly with their … Read more
Musings of an Eight-Year-Old
It is mid-morning. No dew. No chirping birds. Just the vrooms from vehicles and the screaming of … Read more
You Will, One Day
You will, one day, find yourself standing at the very edge of the railway line. Right at the spot … Read more
Breaking Loose
It has been long since I was last here. Long since I had something worth writing here; that people … Read more
Too Much, It Hurts
Dear Death, I hope you identify the oxymoron in the start line, because as much as I want to hate … Read more
Six Seconds of Awkwardness
He tossed the phone aside, not caring where it would land, and excitedly reached for her bosom. … Read more
