identity vs personality
Your memories make you who you are. 「女の子なのか、男の子なのか、分からない。この人」母はテレビ画面に向かって言います。 Continue reading identity vs personality
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entropy
After losing my husband and his sister, he and I had only each other. Taking care of a large, senior dog alone was difficult, and realizing I was losing him also was…devastating. Continue reading entropy
fear-less
If only I could open that window, I thought. Mustering my courage, I reached for the window and opened it. The breeze stroked my hair, and the noises vibrated in my ears. I stretched and stood on tiptoe to see the outside. All I could see was the wire-mesh screen window. Soon, I grew to the height of the window. When I opened the window … Continue reading fear-less
metamorphosis
I am going to save the world. 世界を救うんだ。 I will, one day, save the world. Won’t I? 誰かを救えるのかな。 I thought… ・・・ Continue reading metamorphosis
placebos
I’m happy. Everything’s alright. The world is beautiful. 真っ直ぐな道が寂しくて、先の見えない路を辿ってきたら、淋しい。 Continue reading placebos
one last time
Using both hands, I squeeze the toothpaste tube to get out what little is left inside. A morsel of the past thrusts out with escaping air. Next time, I will have to brush my teeth with the new and unfamiliar toothpaste I bought at a local store. *** As I drove out of the driveway, I did not turn. In the rearview mirror, however, stood … Continue reading one last time
new and familiar
The more I get acclimated, the lonelier I become. 「昔はこうだった」「俺らの若い頃なんか」の浦島太郎もいるけど、私は、「え、そうなんですか？」のウラシマタロウ。 Continue reading new and familiar
comfort
“How many years?”“Thirty-three.”“Oh, my… But why?”“Why what?”“Why did you come back now?”“I’ve no one there. No job, either. My mom’s here. And my sister, too.”“Uh-huh. And how are you doing so far?”“Better than I thought I would, I think.”“You think?”“Yeah.”“Things are different from what you remember or are used to, I suppose.”“The sky’s the same.” For Friday Fictioneers. Continue reading comfort
in the autumnal twilight
“We have teacups for green tea,” Mother told me. “Thanks, but I’m fine drinking green tea from a mug.” I have been doing so for a while. In chapter one of my life, I did take my green tea in a little porcelain teacup with no handle. That is what the people around me always did, and I did the same. Outside my tiny world, … Continue reading in the autumnal twilight
an ephemerist
Walking down the street, looking at the feet.Averting connection, avoiding intervention.Hurting, in pain, voicing in vain.Knowing nothing, afraid of everything. Kindness unnoticed, a sole ephemerist.Invisible, invincible, obtrusive, and miscible.The forgotten truth that came with youthGone, gone, gone at the break of dawn. What’s left is a list of analyses.Algorithm to carnivorism. If I could talk to the younger me,I would balk at a plea.Why I … Continue reading an ephemerist
What does nelkumi think? 