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

nine years later II

I may be able to do a lot more by myself than I used to be.I am older and, perhaps, wiser; my skin much darker and thicker. I may be able to laugh a little more than I once was.There are times I almost think I could dream again. I may not be the person I was,but I still miss you the same. 生きたいとは思わない。死にたいとも思わない。誰かのために生きなきゃ、とは思うけど。 Continue reading nine years later II