After the chaos has passed, love still stands strong within me. Love is not standing by an empty street waiting for headlights you know you’ll never see but fragments of your heart linger around the possibility of seeing your reflection in his eyes. It is not walking back home alone afterward with your head low. … More This is love
I do not recall the last time I was with someone, yet I do not remember the last time I was alone. All I know is that I can tolerate loneliness as long as people surround me. For some time, I thought it stemmed from the fear of actually being alone but I’ve come to … More Okay with being alone?
I’m looking at the clouds that look like snow. Something about winter reminds me of you. I remember the look on your face that Wednesday afternoon, afraid we have nothing in common anymore, and the look in your eyes when I promised I’d always be around to keep you warm. If you’re reading this, I hope you … More A Reminiscence
Three hours later, his lifeline rests in peace. People covered in white and black lean on one another like pieces from a chess game mourning the loss of their king. Afra, the youngest, breaks down in front of his room. “Dad… Dad…” she calls out. No reply. Held by Faisal and Mohammed, my mother walks … More 1953-2016
Literary Journalism Assignment – Narrative Arc The group is down to six. They’re looking for a home in the woods before the night blinds them. “Remember, tall trees will not shield us.” Louis has been on alert since Aramis’s death. He took the lead to seek proper shelter. The others have no choice but to … More Survival in the Alps
You’re a picture I needed to draw my stories around back when my thoughts steered towards you. Disapproval laments you but memories confined in a strained mind hold me back. An image refuses to leave you behind: a gaze held, a jaw clenched. It killed me. You asked me to breathe but my breaths overpowered me. I drowned. You were … More Unsighted
On and off is a routine because when it hits it hits hard. Every high got me fooled and every low comes as a surprise. Who knew I wouldn’t know how to escape my own lies. Not witty enough to predict my own ways, or smart enough to hear my own cries. I’ve given up … More Volatile
Literary Journalism Character Story Bring a childhood photograph with you to class; choose the photo carefully; it should reflect an important event or perhaps is a turning point in your life. Travel back to the place, to the time; what memories does it evoke? Imagine having a dialogue with a person in the photo. Write … More Revisiting My Old Self
I finally built up enough courage to open my eyes. They haven’t adjusted to the darkness yet but I can already tell freedom never looked more pathetic. Buried in bricks from the waist down, I’m standing tall amidst the chaos as if I’ve caused it all. With no recollection of time, it’s hard to tell … More Transient
It speaks to me in silence. A voice that breaks through the echoes, louder and louder each time. My thoughts venture out into the storm, trying to fade the sound away. With every whisper, it proves to be heavy. With every scream, it hurts to survive. My eyes blink faster, registering the blaring truth. It … More The Gospel Truth
Literary Journalism Assignment: A Non-Fiction Vignette Something wakes her up again. Days passed by since she last ate and she must’ve been hallucinating because she heard a voice calling her from the guest bathroom. Fully alert, Ally carries herself out of bed and drags her weight through the darkness in search of the doorknob. Once out, she … More Faded
Literary Journalism Exercise Sarah is only 23. She spent the last few years doing the things she loves, confined in her cocoon, away from people. Today, she opens her eyes to a different perspective. Embedded in her routine, she drags herself out of bed to grab some breakfast before the semester starts. On her way … More The Introvert
I’ll plant you a garden of roses when the wind is as kind as it is today, and the air is as cold as my skin. Loud and clear, I hear the air yelling at me, waiting for my blood to boil, but the fire within me died out long ago. There’s nothing left but the … More I’ll Plant You a Garden
The world has shown me a life I cannot change. A burdened kid weighed down by his chest. How far will his kingdom go? He’s walking an empty line in a dreadful city, unaware of the storm coming his way. In his disgrace lives a man living within the friends in his mind and no … More Here comes the boy.
No matter who I’m driving to, I’m always thinking of you. Tracing your soft edges with my eyes, I’m stuck in the thought of being wrapped in your arms. Lost in focus. How will your toned skin feel against mine? It’s nothing I can explain, I’ve never faced a desire I can’t out-win and I … More Lustful
With broken hearts, our lips meet. In mended hearts, they stray away. If this is how it is then I’ll succeed to take what I need while you’re here to stay. In a room of gold, your silhouette, stood out in words I can’t convey. It’s a game of roulette and I lost the … More Broken Remedy
Zovi, a cute little mermaid, nominated me for the VBA. I’m happy that you’ve been enjoying my stories so far and I hope I don’t disappoint you! Yazzeus eased my way to self-expression so I’m happy to share these 7 little things about me. “Blogger” became part of my identity on July 28th so … More I’m Nominated! The Versatile Blogger Award!
I walked the seas and swam the deserts searching for words. I have nothing left to say. Collapsing against my skin; waves turn into droughts that spill into my mind like water used to grow roses once dead. Droughts I cannot comprehend. Leaving my soul wishing for a love heavy on its shoulders: a love … More At a Loss of Words
No matter who says that what I say is true, I’m a liar who lives with his made-up truth. When men decided to fly I was crawling deep under. My desire to be confined throws me into a wonder. No one can hurt me as well as I hurt me and I don’t believe it … More A Liar’s Truth
My heart is not enough to live, my lungs aren’t enough to breathe and my chest is heavy because the air is feeling blue. The child inside of me broke through my bones and now the emptiness burns a hole through my throat. A bullet is not enough to break through my soul. It takes nothing to kill … More It takes nothing to kill me
She awaited love in a room void of meaning, hoping she’d spot it along the glittering light but she found herself suffocating on the words she chose to live by. All she was: dust on the lace curtains that locked in her eyes. She awaited love in a room void of meaning, sitting nude … More She Awaited Love
I am a lover. I am a fighter. I am a daughter and a son. I’m here but my heart lies elsewhere. I’m a ghost. I’m the air between your fingers. I’m the breeze against your neck. I’m around when I’m not. I see with my eyes shut. I listen to silence. You’ll find my … More Who am I?
Lust. Love. Forgiveness. Right now, that’s all I need. A chance: to live, to breathe, to be. Right now, that’s all I need. A book. A paper. A pen. An ear. A smile. A hand. Right now, that’s all I need. I feel my tears burning through my eyes. Oh, how I wish I didn’t … More Right Now, That’s All I Need.
Soon you’ll forget her scent and the sounds she makes when she has a nightmare. You’ll forget how her hands perfectly fit in yours, how her eyes twinkle like little stars in the nighttime sky and the many details you once fell in love with: the lines on her back that outline her bones, the … More Soon You’ll Regret
Where have I been all this time? This mirror holds onto a life – a soul without an ache; eyes with peculiar tendencies in an age of fright. I’m a time dweller that never learned to speak. Behind me is a city dying but I’ve no care. I stand by the water for a … More Time Dweller