The Under World

Underneath the ground, below the grass and the dirt, where the sun's rays no longer reach, where everything feels still, there is another world. This world here is quiet, with nothing but faint voices and the occasional sound of footsteps. It is very dark, there are lights but they are man-made, and relatively dim. Just... Continue Reading →

Fairytale Land, Far Away

When I was little, I was convinced that there were fairies living beside the river near my house. I used to visit them often, and would spend the afternoon gazing into the spaces between the rocks that I was certain formed the doorways of their homes. I liked to observe the moss, hanging low over... Continue Reading →

The Great Dame of Death

She’s not dead. But she’s not alive. She exists somewhere in the realm of the once was. A beautiful hat, tilted over her eye. A dress, swirling with colors—the color of flowers, of the sky, of the ocean, and of a busy marketplace. Of life. She’s sophisticated, she’s out and about. She’s full of life.... Continue Reading →

Para mi familia~For my Family

I'm about to be really honest. I don't usually like to post things that are controversial. I'm not a confrontational person and I don't speak my mind a lot. I feel vulnerable and incredibly afraid to write about something so deeply personal. But we all have our moments, I suppose, where something compels us to... Continue Reading →

A Mighty Place

This place doesn't need us. But we need it. It was the first thing that came into my head when I saw it. There are few places that make you feel as though time has stopped. The nature of a tourist site pretty much makes that impossible. There is noise, there are crowds, people jostling... Continue Reading →

Worst Father Ever

This past Saturday, on 20 June here in the United States, we took time to recognize the wonderful fathers and father figures who are important in our lives by celebrating Father's Day. I too participated in this special day of commemoration and actually had my cards and gifts ready to go early (I still can't... Continue Reading →

To the Most Boring

I can see it  so clearly. Seventh grade, an early afternoon right after lunch. Tired and  ready to go home, 30 students had taken their seats in the last class of the day.  And sitting towards the back of the classroom in a wooden desk, was a 12 year old me. I was excited for... Continue Reading →

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