Tag: relationships
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Crying in H Mart
With food, family, and death at the centerpiece of this service, “Crying in H Mart,” is a gathering of the ugly side of grief and dying, the little moments of happiness interspersed in-between, and the eventual rise to acceptance of the love that never leaves.
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The First Time I Fell In Love
The first time I fell in love, it was with a boy. He was kind and smart and I was 16 and filled with the passionate exuberance of my first time. When I fell in love, it was with my best friend. We sat next to each other during most classes and snuck touches past…
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Sunshine Saviour
I see you and the winter of my gaze turns into autumn. my heart opens itself to spring and before I know it the midnight of my soul has filled my every vein with sunlight. Every day with you is summer.
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a simple confession
I don’t know the exact moment it happened. I don’t remember where or even how. But suddenly the stars were silent, the sky devoid of everything except the w h i s p e r of the moon.
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Things I’ve Learned About Love at 22
I have to admit, I’ve been working on this piece for a while. And if you want full disclosure here, I’ll probably be revising this as I grow older and (hopefully) wiser. I’m also not going to provide background on my love life in order to convince you I’m a credible source because let’s face it.…
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Sea of Silence (Look, it’s a working title ok?)
Tonight I laid beneath a galaxy of emotion Striking, and paralyzing, and somber and I wondered
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Letting Go
I unfolded it from the awkward skeleton of emotions it had become From the confining lines of unshared passions and unsure promises And with sure and gentle fingers, with a little bit of sadness too, I refashioned it with all its imperfections and all its torn sides– into a blue paper crane That could crane…
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And That’s When I Knew
Still, I dived– Headlong With you and into the waters unthinking and unafraid, Into the tides that stretched Far along the horizon Sun drenched and smiling In a chaos of our making
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My Struggles with Writing
Another month has passed in the year 2019 and with it came my usual bimonthly identity crises. Unlike my paychecks though, their due dates are grossly inconsistent and always unwelcome. Part of me is really hoping that we only get a limited amount of “episodes” so that by the time I turn 30, I will…
Via Justine De Fant 