Let Your Parents Tell You Their Stories
Because what are memories if not drafts of the stories we’ll one day share with others?
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…
FAQ: My Master’s Program Part I
& to me, those are my favorite moments because they taught me that even in the midst of all this underlying fear and palpable stress, that we could still find the energy to laugh and have a good time. Those moments really convinced me that no matter what happens, it’ll all be okay.
“How Do You Know You’re A Writer?”
Sometimes the words fall through the tips of my fingers with the same excruciating slowness as that of the leaves of a hibiscus detaching itself from its stem.
My First Poem of 2020
I wrote a love poem once
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.
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.
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…
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…
just another dumb poem
I refuse to romanticize myself. I am unstable and indecisive. Impatient and overly impassioned by the smallest things.