jSummer in Dunkirk, 1940.Year 1940. It’s summer and my friends and I are lying down on the beach, staring at the infinite pool of water, the wave is tamed and the…Jul 29, 2022Jul 29, 2022
jA portrait of the moon.I saw you like how poets see the moon. But they never see what I saw…Jul 29, 2022Jul 29, 2022
jOde to the memories that were never real.I want to write you a poetry, yet the tip of my fingers tell me that you’re not worth the scenery not even a word out of them.Jul 7, 2022Jul 7, 2022
jOn the way home.Lo! Road trips comfort me as if the road is where I belong. The road is my home. The road is where people show their red yellow blue…Jun 23, 2022Jun 23, 2022
jMessage in a bottle.The sun is running out of its glow when I found you, the little piece of paper inside of a glass-made bottle washed off the shore, waving…Jun 15, 2022Jun 15, 2022
jIn a garden.You touched my leaves and I’m a mimosa flower green and now our faces drown deep into a pool of our dreams.May 28, 2022May 28, 2022
jWelcome to Disneyland.Knowing you is like queueing for a ride. I have to decide whether I should just go for it or stay behind to guard my friends’ bags. And…Mar 2, 20221Mar 2, 20221
jI have learnt my lessons.If there is something, anything, that I regret to decide is that I regret our depart. I regret disconnecting our story. I regret not…Feb 6, 2022Feb 6, 2022
