More Than A Quarter

With this cold weather but a warm heart, it's once again time to bid farewell to the year, or should I say this bizarre year. When I look back at the quarter of life I lived, I can't stop myself from laughing while looking at those different yet colorful memories.  Life and I, we both had...

It’s Tea Time

It’s a white winter day. As I look around I can see this quilt stretching its ends at infinity. There’s some noise batting my ears. Is it someone around or it’s just the wind howling towards its way. A sudden shiver makes my mind go hazy. Am I alone but I don’t sense any loneliness...

Missing Mist

Once, then again On the window pane Your name shines But its labial fades By the merciless mist Whenever she writes She, your Aphrodite.