Dream- poem
I woke up one day to the pecking sound of a bird cutting down my wooden house to make its own nest. Continue Reading
English
It ain’t whatcha write, It’s the way atcha write it.” – Jack Kerouac
Is your love? -poem
Is your love interested, or is it real? Continue Reading
Rush hush lush- Poem
Rush steady into my arms Continue Reading
Live carps at the market – short story
I simply can’t stand people’s desensitization. The fact that animals have been exploited for thousands of years doesn’t mean it’s right. Continue Reading
Regression: Chapter 9
In today’s globalization, cultural differences have blurred, besides touristic idiosyncrasies that are kept alive for fun’s sake. Continue Reading
The boy and the dead frog- popular joke
A boy dragged a dead frog on a string till he got to a brothel. Once inside, he said: -I want a woman. The madame came and said: You’re too young to be here. -How much for a girl? -It’s… Continue Reading
Love- poem
Love, such a simple word, as clear as life, as powerful as death. To hold it in your hand and give it away silently, instead of announcing it just to keep it for yourself. Love is caring when there are… Continue Reading
Idle advice- poem
What do I have to say that mother hasn’t told you already: Do what you really want in life; there are many ways to earn money. Don’t hurt girls, and let love come by itself. What can I tell you… Continue Reading
Regression: Chapter Eight
I live in isolation, because I’m too antisocial for the rest of people.
I recurrently dream of being kidnapped. Continue Reading
Lost- poem
Lost you lost me, Continue Reading