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

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

a ghost

The sound of an escaping breath wakes me up. I slowly open my eyes and notice the pale light. The curtains, which I’m sure I had closed before I went to bed, are wide open. A figure stands by the window. Its smooth face, which is shined by the moonlight, stares outside. I stay quiet and still. The figure sighs, turns its head towards me, … Continue reading a ghost

no place

Pains on my body remind me of the reality I am in. Pains in my heart allow me to live in the past, with the people and things I’ve lost. It’s been a month. Time moves fast and slow at the same time. The days in the jungle are fading, becoming surreal and, soon, memories. Here, I’ve no place to cry alone. 「お姉ちゃんは、これから何がしたいの?」アイロンをかける手を休めずに妹は言った。「何がしたい?仕事のこと?」「そうじゃないけど」「夢とかってこと?」「そんなに大きくなくてもいいけど」アイロンを置き、妹は笑った。 もう一ヶ月。でも、まだひと月。あの日たちが思い出になれば、今を現実として纏うしかない。 Continue reading no place