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”
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Strawberry Milk
FADE IN: INT. SUBURBAN HOMES – NIGHT WE OPEN on Discord. Four friends sit at their computers, in contrastingly lit rooms, chatting with each other on a voice channel with their cameras on. While doing their own things, they talk about foods they miss eating and stumble into an argument over the best flavour ofContinue reading “Strawberry Milk”
Stop Sign Red
I can’t believe how much you’ve changed since the last time I met you. From the rigid person who held such an authoritative presence with such intensity, uncomfortable to most, you have become this mellow man that seems to know his way around the world—you even wrote a poem! I remember the surprise I felt
Charcoal Grey
From the moment I first saw you, I knew you were different to everyone else. Your demeanour, simultaneously awkward and comfortable in nature, caught my attention in the few places I saw you. I had no idea who you were and you never really stuck around to interact with anyone else, so I never talkedContinue reading “Charcoal Grey”
Canary Yellow
You carry around your phone cased in an artwork of sunflowers, showing the world a bit about you. To the world, you are most definitely a beaming canary yellow. A light that shines, revealing so much joy and excitement. You balanced out my cynicism in my younger years and I’d like to think I’ve adoptedContinue reading “Canary Yellow”
A Foreign Language
To be sitting in a classroom, where I understood maybe one in every twenty words spoken, where all but one other understands the language – it was an unequivocal feeling. The strange familiarity of mentally losing it as time went on takes me back to the days I travelled across the world, finding myself somewhereContinue reading “A Foreign Language”
Autopilot
Yesterday was a strange day. It was full of many things to do, many people to see and many conversations to tend to. And people who know me would probably ask: what makes it different from any other day you live? I remember listening to a conversation about living life as if you were onContinue reading “Autopilot”
Look Up At The Stars
Look up at the stars They’re like pieces of art Floating above the ground The air was cool and the night was dark, at least, away from where we found ourselves; away from the blinding lights of the gazebo decorated with warm fairy lights. Waiting for the last of us to arrive, we mused atContinue reading “Look Up At The Stars”
Chasing Dreams
My eyelids feel the weight of many hours researching and writing, reading and listening, and many more thoughts and duties. Tomorrow will be the same, only worse. The clock ticks over to eleven And curtains fall on another day, Lights still on in their eyes Even though the show Had come to an end. LethargicContinue reading “Chasing Dreams”
Summer Fling, pt. 2
To the ones with which I have spent the summer, I have found so much delight in the conversations we have had and the wanderings we have shared. I remember a couple of years ago, The time I first met you And I think, you have changed – I see who you have become, WhoContinue reading “Summer Fling, pt. 2”
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