The bullet sits on a bookshelf downstairs. It's a precarious location, prone to being knocked off and lost in clutter. But for some reason it's become the bullet's final resting place.
Author Joan Didion said, “We tell ourselves stories in order to live.” Author Terry Koh? “I write to remember myself.”
Why do I write? So my stories escape, so they get to breathe and they don’t consume me as they rattle around in my head. In other words, I write to forget.
The food tastes delicious, Asian flavors
Co-mingling over a bed of rice,
Pork and produce married in bliss.
You baptized a man in your waters
merely by whispering words.
You didn’t understand your power,
words used as ear candy