Wallflower

Molecules work against you, or for you, to present themselves in ways that allows the decoding of their atomic structurein the form of realities that exist before your eyesduring a smooth ride in bicycle against autumn airand collide with your thoughtsto take you back to being a desperate wallflower in your middle school dancewondering who’sContinue reading “Wallflower”

The an to the tho of my NyNy

It might have been last night, if you just pretend that it is. He’s just somebody so insignificant, that it’s massive to think how he’s filling up the entire universe this second. No one said anything lasted for eternity, but if it did for a few minutes that night, then it might have been significant.Continue reading “The an to the tho of my NyNy”

At times like these

At times like these, I wonder what they went through believe it or not, in World War Two. It reminds me of a book by a Russian-American author who writes about a girl having regular girl conflicts amid warn torn Russia. I never finished it; not much of a reader. It was suggested by aContinue reading “At times like these”

Thoughts of breaking up from a long term relationship, and a goat slaughter

The taste of death feels close to the tongue; you sort of don’t care about anything anymore. You visualize your worst nightmare; the thought of being an old single lady who’s lonely as hell, and it doesn’t even feel that nightmarish anymore. What’s worse? Someone asks. Losing your pride or to die lonely? But ifContinue reading “Thoughts of breaking up from a long term relationship, and a goat slaughter”

Ramble to yourself, ramble about lovers

Tonight, there’s no star outside. Just me in my dark room sitting on the floor. I could meditate and do a pose or two. I could stare at the wall in the dark. Or have some pomegranate and cry like I had done nine years ago. That was awesome… actually, it was sort of fun.Continue reading “Ramble to yourself, ramble about lovers”

Sharing hugs with Mike

“So…” this begins by saying that I was somewhat intimidated by him. For possibly being too dumb for him. He was mathematically smart and he only said things that… connected. And he was aware of everything. I mean, he was a nice guy. Too nice that it was intimidating. With his flaming red hair thatContinue reading “Sharing hugs with Mike”

Being called a doll in London

I was so ecstatic, and apparently, I still am. Had never been called a Doll before. They just hardly say it in the part of the US that I’m in. Maybe they say it in the south? I remember when I was called Honey as a kid. I remember thinking, ‘I am?’ and reading moreContinue reading “Being called a doll in London”

An a$$ kind of love

Your wannabe interest and my wannabe interest in going out, partying hard, and getting laid was strong enough to bring us together. It’s a bit weird having this type of a mindset for someone who’s commonly seen as a pretty oddly-reserved-for-no-apparent-reason type of person. You were everything that I objectified; dark haired and creamy skinned.Continue reading “An a$$ kind of love”

Mini life goal sort of complete

A mini life goal is sort of complete; I finally had an awkward face to face small talk with an older man who was somewhat into me. Maybe small talks aren’t a big deal if you’re a regular chick who’s aware of the big picture. But for people like me who grew up with bigContinue reading “Mini life goal sort of complete”

Convo about caterpillars

I don’t even remember his name, but we participated in a really boring field research job in college. I worked with him quietly for a couple of sporadic days, and one day, I just decided to randomly ask him: “So if a caterpillar falls from an airplane, is it gonna die or will it bounceContinue reading “Convo about caterpillars”

Ageism runs deep

Ageism runs deep. It runs (ran) through my veins bitterly. There I was, twelve years old, just walking around the park barefoot pretending that I was in a Disney cartoon. Running through freshly cut grass (hindsight, not the best thing to do), singing to trees, pretending to be an Olympic ice skater on my rollerContinue reading “Ageism runs deep”

When I pissed myself in China

No, it’s not something that I’m proud of; it never is, but some moments are so effing awkward, traumatic, yet thrilling that I have to write about it. The smell of sweat when you’re traveling alone for two straight days; running about here and there, trying to figure shit out while you follow rules lessContinue reading “When I pissed myself in China”

Beautiful day

Because I thought I was cool, I took a DJing class in high school. I had greater aspirations back then. It didn’t go very far in life, but it was mostly a joke anyway. One day in class, we had to play a quick song sampler of our choosing. For some reason, “beautiful day” wasContinue reading “Beautiful day”

Deep night with a douchebag

Southeast Asian beaches remind me of him. I was young, the night was wild, the winds were gently blowing over my face, and there was mystery light blinking from a ship afar. The stars were crystal clear and bright, the breeze was warm. My skin was radiating even in the dark. So warm it allContinue reading “Deep night with a douchebag”

Apologizing does not make you weak

This is just a reminder to myself, actually, but maybe it can help someone else out too. I’m not usually the one who gets caught in a drama fight, but once in a while it happens out of… I don’t know, boredom? Let me spill out my imperfections (it’s who I am, I’m aware ofContinue reading “Apologizing does not make you weak”

Vegetable seller

When I was a kid, I reclined near the balcony door under the sunlight and overheard the veggie seller shout out vegetables he was selling for the day. Such a lively thing it was; the crows were crowing… the birds were chirping, dogs barking, music playing, people talking, cars honking, kids yelling, bells ringing, whistlesContinue reading “Vegetable seller”

Book I’m not gonna read, sketch I’m not gonna draw

Something happens when I head to the east. Way more interested in soaking in the air, sounds, and sights; the honking of the cars, the hustling and bustling of people, random music, everything. Sitting on the rooftop watching people walk. Two years ago I went into a spell of whatever the f it was whenContinue reading “Book I’m not gonna read, sketch I’m not gonna draw”

Missed connection

Hi. I was nine years old during my stay at the hospital from a broken leg, and you were probably around that age too. Per request, the nurse brought in a Nintendo to my room for me to play Mario Bros. II one day, and you joined in to play. I was the mushroom andContinue reading “Missed connection”

Kicking rocks for no reason

I remember when I had an epiphany that I would ultimately forget again. It was during one of my first jobs in an office as a collage student. That job was where I had gotten a taste of the adult working world. There was a creepy mathematics dude who used to always stop by myContinue reading “Kicking rocks for no reason”

Mr. Mock

It just came to me out of nowhere, but I think his name was Mr. Mock. He was the gym teacher who made elementary school ten times more fun, especially for extremely playful kids like myself. Why would anyone want to sit around, study, and get lost in messed up thoughts when you could beContinue reading “Mr. Mock”

Greasy pizza

We were little kids who sat in the school cafeteria during lunchtime. The cafeteria special that day, as it was every other day, was pizza. I used to think that pizza was a big deal, but the school pizza really, really sucked. I had a friend from Botswana next to me and a friend fromContinue reading “Greasy pizza”