poetry The burden of immortality / Oct. 19, 2018 19 Oct 2018August 6, 2020 Have you heard of the nymph biding her time at the bottom of the watery abyss? It is said that she has seen monarchs and wars pass like the leaves…
poetry Oct. 18, 2018 18 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 My existence doesn't rely on the patronage of friendship.I am not your yes man,your 2am,your ride or die.Am not your sometimes,your spare timesif you won't be mine.So then for now,…
poetry Ace / Oct. 17, 2018 17 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 I drink more than I orgasm,which just makes me sound like an alcoholic.Maybe I am an alcoholic.Sex is too much for me,or not enough, depending on how you understand sex.Instead,…
poetry Namaka / Oct. 16, 2018 16 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 My dad used to take my sister and Iseaside to you.Before we'd even touch your waters,he'd sit us down to pray,for no matter how rough you could get,we'd take the…
poetry Oct. 15, 2018 15 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 5pm in the bar is always empty, mind some on their way to their night jobsor the truly civil alcoholics.The low light hides the grimeand bitter taste of drinking alone,though the…
poetry Hakumai 米 / Oct. 14, 2018 14 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 I know what it is to have rootsbecause I know what it is to eat rice.It tastes like homeand two thousands years of tradition.So sister, come home to me. We will…
poetry Oct. 13, 2018 13 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 Intelligence is understanding Shakespeare,or at least wanting to. It is knowing when to speak up and the effect of our words:A word well placed can make someone fall in loveor…
poetry The Case of New York City / Oct. 12, 2018 12 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 The city is an infectious disease. We all know this. Filled with strangers, used coffee cups,and a whole community of rats thriving in the MTA subway system.Every day, there are hundreds of…
poetry Oct. 11, 2018 11 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 You'd be so nice to come home to.Too bad you exist in my pipe dream. Insanity is in,and I'm too crazy for you. Never will I be worthy of the luxuryor comfort…
poetry Ms. Mayo / Second First Kiss. Oct. 10, 2018 10 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 One hand on my cheekand one on my jaw,you grounded me in the void of our friend's closet. Your lips on mine,like clouds on fire. Oh my, miss. Even now,…
To & From the Void 