Tan90
When I fell in love with him, I accorded him every particle of respect that a spouse would be given. He was loved by my mother, whom he called Biji. … Continue reading Tan90
Category: Journal
Depression
“Breathe,” you tell yourself.
“Breathe,” people, you reach out to, say.
“Try,” he says, with a smile.
Locking Down But Not Away
I sit here wanting to express my thoughts out onto the screen. The fingers move across the keyboard and I want to express everything on my mind. Then I wonder … Continue reading Locking Down But Not Away
State of the world
Maybe my mood is low. I was suddenly reminded of the emaciated, female polar bear that wandered down into Norilisk this June. I wanted to know how she was doing. … Continue reading State of the world
