Letter to M., #4

Dearest M., Do forgive me for putting these words into verses Which will just complicate things and None of us will want to see; but M. Is there anything on this Earth that is ever Complicated? Dearest M., I had a dream. I don’t even know if it was about the me and you Or […]

One Sentence Story #1

You said you liked my hair, so I shaved it.

Chapter 17: Let’s Play Make-Believe

So, Mr. Nha, do you still stand by your statement that there is no relationship, whatsoever, between you and Mr. Hai? I look at the officer’s eyes. Today, the one interrogates me is the old detective. You always know it is trouble when it comes to old detectives. Too many pains, or too many experiences, […]

#15. the fourth song

#15. the fourth song

Becky and I sits by a little campfire that I (mainly) built with the (little) help from her. Are you getting fatter? I ask. She glances dagger at me and for a moment, I finally know how a look could kill. The White Misty Thingy curls his smoky arm around me. My eyes can’t distinguish […]

#16. Have You Been Eating Well Lately?

#16. Have You Been Eating Well Lately?

Thursday morning, a nice day. Because it was  a nice day, I decided to walk instead of riding the rusty bike (the bike was slowly becoming more suited to be in a recycle spot than in my house, but it was an alright bike). I walked to the lottery center (a nice ass word to […]

#what’s wrong?

#what’s wrong?

You smile at your suffering The sweetest reprieve Why did you leave us? Why did you leave? – It’s Torn, Leonard Cohen Honey, what’s wrong? Nothing, I say, I just wonder how we balance the things we carry on our shoulders. Are the baggages there from the beginning? Or are we allowed the chance to […]

#15. Because We Are So Much Better (Than Whatever This Is)

#15. Because We Are So Much Better (Than Whatever This Is)

Was it the truth? I don’t know anymore. When someone whispered a lie into your ears constantly, day and night, you would grow to believe in it. Does believing in the lie automatically turn it into some truths? I don’t know anymore. To me, at best, Nha’s lie sort of looked like a distorted truth […]

#12. better days

#12. better days

We continue on our little journey. Becky has now walked beside me as the White Misty Thingy’s misty hand held onto mine. The same thin and long fingers with a soft touch of skin that now has turned cold. A spring rain comes pouring over us and little wildflowers are blooming everywhere. Say, will he […]

#12. The Thousandth Day

#12. The Thousandth Day

I thought it would be better after the thousandth day, but it seemed the pain will never fade away. And no matter how much I tried to keep on living, I can’t find a remedy for the hollow left behind by those cold corpses in a winter twilight. The pain kept on burning. And I […]

#darling, is it raining where you are?

#darling, is it raining where you are?

See, it’s raining again. My darling is sitting by the windows opening to the glass house garden. I call her my darling because her presence has taken over my life and my will to live since a year ago when I saw her for the first time in the supermarket. I asked her where she […]