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The wisdom of the youth
With the emergence of the pandemic, and the countless other issues that people face -- the Black Lives Matter movement in America (and elsewhere in the world), the standing with Hong Kong against China's policies, a looming dictatorship in the country that yearns to penalise dissent -- I have seen with my very eyes the… Continue reading The wisdom of the youth
No such thing as back to normal
It is extra difficult to grieve in quarantine: you wish for consoling hugs and get instead characters on the internet sharing compassion; you wish to see bodies of loved ones who passed and get instead urns with their remains; you wish to give your final goodbyes and get instead a reminder to not touch, not… Continue reading No such thing as back to normal
Take care…
...as you step out of the four corners of the building you call your home, and feel on your skin the subtle breeze of the wind, the comfortable warmth of the afternoon sun. ...as you rake your fingers through your hair, and wrap your arms around yourself as you wait, ever patiently, for things… Continue reading Take care…
On things taken for granted
(I wrote this a while back, but it feels apt today, more than ever.) An enumeration, because things are not -- and may no longer be -- the same, after all these is done. The subtle brush of skin against skin. A high five here, a quick peck there, fingers running through hairs… Continue reading On things taken for granted
Reality’s realities
They no longer make stories like this. I mean, okay, of course they do. Reality shows try, and they try hard. But behind the scenes of lovebirds twittering about are realities that people don't want to see, that don't bring in viewers. Not the sweet conversations, not the volcanic arguments, not the impassioned crying… Continue reading Reality’s realities
Tentative Truths
There is a sense of horror that comes only with uncertainty: is this genuinely what I feel and know? Is this what I desire? Am I feeling truthfully? Ever since I first grappled with my mania and my depression and my anxiety I have always wondered if what I felt were real, or… Continue reading Tentative Truths
Of dreams, culminations, and new beginnings
The start of the decade bore witness to bright-eyed Joy in her senior year of high school -- fiery, argumentative, passionate, and certain she was going to be a lawyer. In career day, that's what she told everyone she would be -- voice of the voiceless, defender of the oppressed. The end of… Continue reading Of dreams, culminations, and new beginnings
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Of perpetual finds 