I just realized, in my body and in my heart, something is ticking. Lying on the sofa with my bare feet, I feel myself moving closer to edge of life,

The Tailor

I was standing right next to him in a room full of colorful fabrics. Silks and velvets hung off my arms like a tree dressed in rainbow prayer ties. I

Aug 11, 2022 — 1 min read

Just Perfect

A boat moves away from the harbor, while still tied to it—leaving only to return, like waves rising to fall. Something is changing, nothing good, nothing bad, it just

Nov 4, 2021 — 1 min read

Waking Up to a Dream

Like a sailor without a compass, I have been going in circles, Despite knowing there is no ocean to steer through. Do not fight the waves, says the master, As

Nov 19, 2020 — 1 min read

The Illusion

I stood under a naked cherry tree To watch the branches wire the sky. Snowflakes landed on my eyelashes Then slid into my eyes. Clouds stepped apart. Two crows passed

Mar 13, 2020 — 1 min read

The Moon Behind A Cloud

A knock on my door in the middle of the night. Who is it? A window opens in a room that was locked. Anyone there? The phone rings. I hesitate.

Nov 21, 2019 — 1 min read

Missing

Do the streets ever get lonely? What about the facades of the houses that face the ocean at night? Does silence miss the thunders? Or the blue skies…the stars?

Nov 15, 2019 — 1 min read

Starless Night

Yesterday had left, tomorrow hadn’t arrived yet. I was by the window, waiting to see the starry face of the sky, but she didn’t show up. Clouds landed

Jan 31, 2019 — 1 min read

On The Verge

I'm on on the verge of forgetting what it’s like to be young. I remember having more beliefs than doubts, being untouched by scepticism, living for courage

May 5, 2017 — 1 min read

Two Hills

The clocks are lying. They haven’t been showing two o’clock since we broke up. When we were walking on the beach, just before the rain came pouring down,

Jun 14, 2009 — 1 min read

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