Published inJournal KitaOma, ChangingShe never cried, not even when Opa got admitted to the hospital But now that he’s gone, she couldn’t stop Understandable, really, who…4d ago4d ago
August MusingsChapter 1 — Middle of Nowhere In an age where everyone seems to have already found their docks, I am but a lost ship drifting in the…Aug 14, 2022Aug 14, 2022
A Heretic’s ErraticsIs there ever a way out of me? Is it possible to cut myself open from the inside, to physically leave my imperfect vessel and search for…Apr 26, 2021Apr 26, 2021
A Treasure SpotMovies and books set a laughable precedent, so my father taught me. They teach you that treasure is hidden in beaches, or in a cave, or…Jan 3, 2021Jan 3, 2021
NumbersEverything was a zero. My vision, my sense of hearing. All black and silent. An empty, numb mind, not sure if the world is still where it’s…Jan 3, 2021Jan 3, 2021
The Verdict is Guilty, Punishable by Triangle SpinsMy third year in secondary school, I had Mr. Joni as my math teacher. He’s…different, to say the least. In an interesting way, though. His…Dec 15, 2020Dec 15, 2020
