Feathers towering over the residents’ heads

Hips swaying, defined, to the music of boom boom tá-ka cha

My eyes swirling along with the frenzy of hues

The rhythm seeping through my nerves

It ignited a natural movement

Of light and dance within my soul

The energy flowed through my body

Like sparks activating the melody

Thumping into my footwork

Gliding my arms horizontal

To the boom tá-ka cha…...

Sucked into a spiral of consuming thoughts

I longed for the moment when I had none

The memory of her wouldn’t fade away

Her delicate features, and loosely tied bun

The anchor to my life

My only beloved wife

Her mind torn and worn

Leaving me empty and forlorn

Maybe if I had cared for her more

Maybe if I had noticed the pattern

She’d still be by my side

And my will wouldn’t have flattened...

So, what are we?

I glanced at the text from a notable distance, my high-definition eyesight being one of my strengths. Was that only considering my senses, or in my life? I didn’t know.

This girl had been coming over recently, and her company was sweet. She made me forget about work with her calm presence, and I liked to stay in that feeling while she’d be here. I never went beyond basic hum...

The insurmountable weight of judgement

Held me back from release

Sometimes it felt like I was born to be dragged

Without the courage to beg, “Please”

I was raised in a foreign land

Drowning in the expectations and rules

I’d lost touch with my own people

Subconsciously dismissing them as fools

Guilt-ridden as an adult, I cringed at my past

Wondering where I had lost the strength of my core

Had it...

“Please,” Tao scoffed, subtly rolling his eyes. “You know she’s perfect for me.”

I raised my eyebrows, incredulous.

“Oh, is that so? I’d be thrilled for you to enlighten me how.” He didn’t waste a second.

“We like the same music. She knows about where I grew up. Her favourite colour is red, like mine.” I could tell that he was scrambling for words with every thought he tried to pluck from his...

A thousand souls could be crying at night in bed, wearing the ache of the day so deeply inside, and none of them would know. Even different forms of pain could mask as the same; the same hurt that overpowered their joy.

Feeling alone in such moments feels so vulnerable, yet so strong. Yes, I own this pain, one would think. _I am unafraid to conceal it any longer, and the only way for it to go i...

Capturing daylight

Her soul melted blindly

Through his warm, steel heart...

The essence of him

Caressed my soul

Tore me out of my hiding

Made me so bold

His voice made me shiver

Notes of kindness and warmth

Becoming voice notes recklessly sent

A dim dispute back and forth

Days and months ran away

And I didn’t need you

It only took one memory, a kiss atop my head

Before I fell through...

It could be perceived as a searing rip

When the earth of the ground

Is chucked around on the strip

Awakened and free; no longer are the roots bound...

Falling into a gentle, dusky glow

A leaf crumbled so crisply beneath her cone heel

Nothing compared to the slick sharp feel

As the air escaped like smoke with a quiet blow

Unprovoked, gusts of winds evoked a feeling that could not be shown

Thrown off course, she was forced to kneel

With a short glimpse of the sky, melted in teal

Her hair a tangle, as she fell down below

She lay there for a secon...