Number 3 – Communication

Communication. She draws red lines on a whiteboard then turns to the people behind her, echoing with her eyes half-closed. Communication. She likes to mesmerize the opposite sex with a flock of violet words, with a legion of mouth shut smiles. Communication. She says she won't finish her plate, she will make you sniggering at … Continue reading Number 3 – Communication


Number 2 – When You Were Young

You’re special. You’re so special. Don’t make anybody else telling you what or who you have to be. Because there’s no one else like you. Promises which get lost in the palms of the one who reads them. She looks familiar. Summer, 1999. The necklace tight on my neck, some beneficial stone hanging on it. … Continue reading Number 2 – When You Were Young