And her kiss was like a firework– not the bang and the explosion; rather, it was the lingering impression of sparks that enraptured me most. Just as the sky does not forget the smoke, I did not forget the sweet of her breath against the part of my mouth. AdvertisementsRead more "Impressions"
Caffeinated Compositions: casual pieces written in the comfortable ambience of a coffee shop (except for this piece. Currently seated in Terminal 2 of SD Airport. Update– I procrastinated a lot and am now sitting in my dorm). [Location: Copa Vida, La Jolla] [Company: Phoebe, one of my closest friends] I’ve never been a participant in […]Read more "Caffeinated Composition #1: pledge to raw fish and productive introversion"
Last night on campus at UC Davis, minutes after Associated Press declared Trump the projected winner of the 2016 Presidential election, students took to the streets of campus and Downtown protesting Trump’s victory and I joined them. Calls of anger and calls for justice resounded in the air as the crowd grew: “FUCK TRUMP!”, “No […]Read more "The Morning After-Thoughts Vomit"
The Poetry of List-Making: “For this week’s challenge, explore the artistic side of list-making. Write a poem consisting of ten items that remind you of summer. Describe your first love in five bullet points. Map out your bucket list using words that describe how each experience would change you.” ** Despicable me, in the mirror where […]Read more "Mirror"
Sometimes the light would dapple her face in a way that erased the harsh lines of her contempt and highlighted the curves of her smile, the soft crinkles of her eyes…and it was at times like this when I felt in awe of this intrinsic human being. This girl who is made of fatal fires and […]Read more "The First"