“Why do I have to paparazzi a classmate?” Takeshi asked, inspecting my instant camera as if it were a rare…
It was 1988, I was in the…
Change is a process, give it time.
I am a creature of self-indulgence.
— a poem
Many a times, I’ve wondered,Of what unconditional love is,Until, finally I uncovered,what my secret of…
A film of insomnia pinches my temples.Chatter swinging from limb to limb in a fog of bells.