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Depleted

Summer sunshine, unable to brighten this darkened room. I am listening to the muffled breathing. My battery died, I’m unable to provide the time. Hope is unable to restore the […]

Context

For so long, I did not understand the resentment. I thought my efforts to improve appeared subtle, so I worked hard to make them prominent. You only noticed the flaws; […]

Pending

Leadership is an absent trait. Someone said, there are things more important than dying. Wealth is an addiction. Reports of victory exaggerated. They’ve corrupted the formula, and something ominous looms […]

Disturbance

A crisis is a catalyst for disruption. Disaster leads to the acceleration of change. Do you feel that? Our homes are still shaking. We bargain with broken scales. The sand […]

Unity

We waited patiently. Our minds fed in solitude, our hearts emptied into the void. We heard the message—our souls for solidarity. The equitable exchange, we accepted the lie.

Placebo

There is no cure for this tragic circumstance. Cover your words. The treatment comes in a mysterious vial. It helps the fine linen on your lips. Something is better than […]

Liberty

The notion of simplicity is complicity in nature. We cannot contest what we cannot see. Now, life teeters on a mandate. In sickness and in health, we wear the mark. […]

New Normal

Politicians gave us the plague and broke our economy—a new population of the sick and the shut-in. The language of fear changed from ‘unprecedented’ to ‘asymptomatic.’ We should have sold […]

Damaged Days

I lie awake at night, unable to sleep. I have never felt the weight of chaos this immensely, so much time wasted in isolation. Now, I’m waist-deep in tragedy; the […]

Invisible

Words distract our intelligence to obscure what is shown. Everything is sleight of hand. They are not wearing any clothes.

Apprehension

I want something good to happen. I wish my thoughts were positive. I want to feel my face again; I promise to wash my hands.

Circular Reference

Ecclesiastes 1:9 says that “there is nothing new under the sun.” Everything we experience has allegedly happened before—a very relatable notion in my life—the sense of deja vu having a […]

Bedlam

It was a cold, winter night; frosty memories on the window’s glass. The time, it was slowly draining away. Early morning light, woken to the news of war in the […]

Quiet Moment

A quiet moment within the summer night. The sound of cicadas breaking the silence. Crickets are playing hymns of forgotten songs. I remember the stories my mother used to tell. […]

Smothered

Sleepless nights blur the light of day. Trapped in the confines of delusion. Moments filled with ambiguous premonitions. Violent plagues consume our flesh. Carbon monoxide is the air we breathe.

The Whether

I wonder whether the sun will shine again; these tinted days are affecting my mental state immensely—those hazy recollections, dusty specs on the glass window. I wonder whether I will […]