the world without me

It rejects me: who I am and what I am.It hits me, kicks me, and shoves me hard.But, I stand on my two feet, defying my existence and surrendering to invisibility and insignificance. アタシさえいなければ。ボクなんていなくても。 Continue reading the world without me

it’s not me

Sometimes, we believe we are invincible and righteous at the same time. We step on other human beings in order to stand tall.

Our economy is fueled by inequity. We become the oppressed and bullies and are rewarded by meager paychecks.

By looking away and walking away, saying that it’s not me, that I don’t do it, we protect our loved ones and our lives in make-believe safety and remain outsiders.

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  Sparkles on foliage after the morning rain And the aroma of wet grass flowing. I look into the dogs’ bright eyes, their heads tilting.   The darkness at night, Grief and suffering of people, And shadows in my head wailing. I scratch the dogs’ bellies nearby, their paws on me.   A glimpse of hope and dreams, Maybe, belongs to the future. Lessons learned … Continue reading dark


  I used to wear masks. One for each occasion – for protection, for performance, for ritual and ceremonial purposes, and for disguise to avoid recognition. One day, I threw them into the woods. The sound of the shatter roared exoneration, emancipation. Once the composure reclaimed, I contemplated. After careful deliberation, I now live in hiding and often wear masks.     Written for Friday … Continue reading masks