Your Place Is Here

My child, I know you’re hurting. I know it is your desire to please me, but know that I have given you this time to rest. You need not work for my love, as it is freely given to you. Trust in me and my promises that I have everything under control. I have notContinue reading “Your Place Is Here”

Growing Old

In a cosy corner of a Thai restaurant, we were seated at a booth in the back during a lunch date a little later than when people usually eat. Between our conversations about the food, there were talks about memories of friendship and war, talks of work and leisure, and of growing old. I wasContinue reading “Growing Old”

Marble Grey

If you asked me what I see when I look at you, I’d stifle an awkward smile and cast downward eyes. A little boy lost amongst the trees—a forest of expectation, temptation you so desperately crave could never quite reach anyone’s ears. This snippet was part of a poem I wrote long ago, and IContinue reading “Marble Grey”

Honey Yellow

I remember the first time I met you—it was at an event just before I started university. You introduced yourself to me in the reserved and polite way that you do, espousing that little bit of bubbliness which many people notice and, I’m sure, admire about you. It wasn’t until a few months later thatContinue reading “Honey Yellow”

Ocean Blue

You came into my life like a strange flood rushing in. I remember the first moment I met you, and the impression you made on me. As a first-year student just starting out at university, I was a little intimidated by you—you were just really weird! I didn’t know we’d become such good friends. CloserContinue reading “Ocean Blue”

Tortilla Brown

Let’s say I was told to name three things that I associate with you. Burritos, water and generically cute things come to mind. I know you love getting burritos at Guzman y Gomez, and cute stuff like コウペンちゃん (Koupen-chan) or Hello Kitty. The water part? Well, the only topic we seem to muster up latelyContinue reading “Tortilla Brown”