You, in Mid-air
Love has a way of becoming comfortable. When it becomes comfortable, it gets lazy. It rests on the couch and it watches movies. It feeds you pastries and chocolates. It … Continue reading You, in Mid-air
Category: Journal
Rest, Virginia
I knew her when I was a child. We lived in the same building, separate wings. I would go to her home often. My love for Christmas began here. I … Continue reading Rest, Virginia
My Dear Pua
My dear Pua, Today, my family and I were going to come to your home for dinner. A couple of days ago, I had called you and I had … Continue reading My Dear Pua
Swim
It is time to take back myself. It is time that I let go of false notions of what love should be able to do and what it should not … Continue reading Swim
