When writing feels good again

For quite a while I’ve forgotten how writing was my main (perhaps only) catharsis for getting a load off my chest, or when I simply needed a go-to outlet as a person who never felt a need to pour my feelings out in entirety to someone else. Throughout my schooling days I’ve kept journals detailingContinue reading “When writing feels good again”

superficial plastic people

Written 10 May 2011, entitled superficial plastic people All ready to put things behind, and accept that some people are just not who they seem to be. If everyone were to drop all pretense there would be much less politics and conspiracies. But then again the world would be so freaking dangerous because nobody controls themselvesContinue reading “superficial plastic people”

oo4 ✦ Dangerous Mind ✦

The kids today are gone away petitioning the dust Just misfit melancholy dregs gone lost in the mall Wanderers to nowhere at all It was never in Max’s honest intentions to fall asleep with his head in Devynn’s lap. It was never in his expectations that she would stay to watch him fall asleep. SheContinue reading “oo4 ✦ Dangerous Mind ✦”

oo3 ✦ Dangerous Mind ✦

In so many ways we live to follow the sun In so many ways we exalt and fail as one In so many ways we want so bad to be done “Now be a good boy, Max, hold on to this white bag. Wait at that junction for a man in a black trenchcoat. YouContinue reading “oo3 ✦ Dangerous Mind ✦”

♛ Scarlet Carousel | oo1

{Installation} – [oo1] …he rolls the strange word around his tongue, “Home.” To a vagabond, the concept of belonging constantly emerges as an entirely new sensation. January 2017 South Korea Jae cruises down Myeongdong alley, slows down only to briefly admire a pair of attractive well-heeled legs that were thinly veiled by sheer hosiery, elegantlyContinue reading “♛ Scarlet Carousel | oo1”

♛ Scarlet Carousel | Prologue

{Prologue} Reina Yamaguchi’s 1999 Nagoya To most children, the boogeyman and clowns were stuff of nightmares. But she had long associated fear with the sickly sweet scent of candy floss, and vibrant colours. In the nebula of her subconscious, colours haunted her dreams and taunted her waking hours. When she allowed herself to close herContinue reading “♛ Scarlet Carousel | Prologue”

the fields are frozen gold

As though ten winters have passed since we arrived, thin ice beneath our heels, snowflakes in our breath. Lucent white in ten miles’ sight no sign of impending summer. Yet somebody dreamt of this perfect world. Such a waste of lush green pastures every leaf chilled to the very spine – botanical shards of piercing ice.Continue reading “the fields are frozen gold”