“Have courage and be kind, Darling..”

My mother used to tell me this when I was little. Back then I couldn’t really fathom its depth, neither what it meant to me, nor how it would have an impact in my life. Until a surprising event altered our lives—and my life as an only child. Let me tell you a short story….

When the sad girl writes..

“She likes the calming sound of the nib against the flawless surface of the sheet. She likes it because somehow, through this, she’s at interim peace. Letting it all out as her words make love to each other to form an offspring—words that came from the innermost cuts of pain; and of profound sorrow and…

We Watch

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She has the kind of hat that you want to take off and put on again backwards and then, seeing the look in her eyes, take off again and put back on the right way around. She has the kind of eyes that make you forget about her hat only to…

Battle of the Psychos

“This is what you want, ain’t it? F*ck me then fool me and then make me fall for you? Now if this is a game for you, let me play it real good with you. In this game, you be my Queen—but there’s no way I’ll be giving you to another King. No way out,…

The Dreamy-eyed Idealist

She failed but she never gave up. She fell too many times but stood back up again. And then she kept on walking. She walked and walked albeit rather slowly, so she can enjoy the beauty amid the world she’s in. She sees the world as a trail full of colors, when the rest only…