The love letters are hidden away, placed neatly in a drawer that is hardly ever opened. Shut away in that dark space, never to see the light of day… just like the heart you so callously discarded out of that window of that moving car you call your soul. And you mumbled out a half-hearted […]
I have been thinking of you a lot lately. Unusual. I usually think of you as your anniversary date approaches, meaning early November. So this is early. Perhaps because I have been contemplating this idea of fairness in life. It wasn’t fair how you left, when you left, that you left at all. And I […]
I don’t know what this is. But this was supposed to be nothing. And yet, here we are, my heart racing, my brain giddy, my smile wide. I am fascinated by you. I told myself that this would be harmless. Assured myself that it was simple. I mean, you did only pop into my mind […]
When you sit down and think about where you’ve been, it may come as a surprise to realize how many versions of you there have been. I miss being in high school in Kenya, where the only things that mattered were that letter from an admirer at a neighboring boy’s school, Drama Club competitions, and […]
my heart stopped. flashback. what if? then i thought, what if they had chosen blue pill over red pill? and i never get to hold your hand ever again? and i never see your smile again? and then my brain freaked out.
Just like those old videotape cassettes from Blockbuster, my life’s mantras include this phrase. Be kind, rewind. We have a number of encounters daily. We pass by, meet, bump into, smile at, sneer at, throw blank-face looks at strangers. We talk with friends, vent, laugh, swear with and sometimes at them too. We text, we […]
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