In a world that happens only once, everything is both important and not important at all. But can I allow myself to believe that the entirety of our existences is nothing but a snap of the fingers, a small murmur in an otherwise peaceful sea? Humans were quick to utilize the energy of light because [...]
Tag: memories
Purpose and Photographs
The camera captures only a caricature of my cursed condition: Forced facades framed and frozen forever, Secrets and stories shrouded by senseless smiles, And empty, expressionless eyes eternally engineered into existence. Perhaps these prints provide only a porcelain type of permanence. Like delicate and dainty dolls, they demand my dearest deliberation Or else they will [...]
Stories of my Childhood
When I was a child, my family and I visited the botanical gardens very often. I remember the embracing smell of the oceans of tulips, roses, and narcissuses in the springtime. I remember the garden where we planted arugula and pulled the carrots out of the ground. The was a nature center for children where [...]
The Power of Objects
I am surrounded by memories. The subway ticket from Chicago, mint tins, piles of books, my rock and beach glass collection, small wooden turtles from Mexico, and notes on the walls that remind me of events that have long passed and math equations I no longer need are all reminders of my past. They are [...]
Thank You, Summer.
Dear Summer, As I used up the last leaves of the peach tea I knew you had gone It has been raining a lot, But it’s the cold kind of rain, the sad kind of rain The kind of rain where you can’t hope for the sun to come out Because it’s just too far [...]
She is afraid of the dark
She is afraid of the dark. In a life where she depends on the visual world too much, when the sun sets and the lights go out, there is nothing for her mind to do than to wander into dark and mysterious places. All the distractions and reasons to forget disappear. She is forced to [...]
Kat's observations. 