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Of Sunsets and Disaster

The sun sets lovelier on a disaster, the explosion of colors bright and few, the skies a canvas, full of hues. And there I stood, small and lost.   But I’m a painter, I know my colors, WhenI have a brush, I can’t be bothered by trivial imageries.   But I’m also a poet who […]

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Bored

I used to find comfort in routines: wake, cook, classes, walks, get lectured at, work, cook, eat, bathe and sleep. I had to stay hooked to every word hurled at me. Time’s crook who steal joy out of pretenses. I looked for a way out, but monotonous suburbs took my will away. So I will […]

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Sinking

As cheesy as it is, I sometimes feel like a sinking ship; built to last, work, be productive, but a storm would wreck shit and I crash, beached, cracked. My whole integrity fails fast, nothing lasts but that wave of nauseating nonsense, a blast of depravity, bring up past scabs and skin them free. Alas […]

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Fool, again

I can’t believe my own stupidity. The propensity to forget and sail on, for wounds to heal and not scar. Reach far and fall short, flat on the ground as false hopes of one too many hangouts wove a tapestry of a narrative that turns out to only be a rug ripped out from under […]

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Paper Bag

ONE  of them  sat down  next to me, AGAIN. They are forgetful of where my eyes are, I tried to remind them but they forgot my  eyes so couldn’t see my glare. At least stop dropping your pen. Themore you reach across the floor and brushed my legs, the further you get from my regards. […]

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Panic Attack

This is the first time I had a panic attack. It started as a simple attempt at relaxation during AP Computer Science class. I accepted an ear bud offered to me from a project partner of mine. As soon as the little thing was snuggled into my ear the nostalgic mumbles of Jay Chou occupied […]

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So he said…

So he said, “My daughters would never want to commit suicide: even if they do, then that’s just too bad since life has so many burdens harder than college decisions,” when my mother urged him to stop throwing temper tantrums this month. Hours later, he texted her, threatening her that he would kill himself if […]