Archive for February 2005
Let’s do it all imperfectly.
Posted by: heyday on: February 28, 2005
- In: Fiction
- 3 Comments
It was rainy like that, the night he came to tell me not to go. It was the end of a storm, the clouds were wrapping up, the air still thick with apathy and a funny sort of despair. We stood in the drizzle for minutes that felt like hours, the brown letter paper growing [...]
It’s so easy to defend, the logic of a friend.
Posted by: heyday on: February 25, 2005
It feels strange to be eating dinner at home, all four of us seated at our usuals, like something recently invented.
There seems to be more rice than usual tonight and I wonder if my mother has lost the propensity to cook for this family with an exceptionally small appetite.
It must have been not too long [...]
Hopes in us will rise and fall, rise and fall.
Posted by: heyday on: February 11, 2005
It becomes unbearable when you enter not by thought or by sight, yet still able to plant an inextirpable presence right there in the midst of everything. I hold back from searching within the crowd because I know, I know it really isn’t even you at all.
This redolence blows up in my face, pulls out [...]
25 returning visits.
Posted by: heyday on: February 5, 2005
When you come back for the 26th time and read this, would you find what you’re looking for? I could trace your steps and quote time to the second, tell you I know you love me. But I only imagine being that brave.
Is this your reprisal, this silence, before I say those words you want [...]
Break me with desire.
Posted by: heyday on: February 3, 2005
- In: Matters| School
- 2 Comments
I want to write something that might give off hints of me being a reasonably happy person but I can’t. The fatigue from consecutive early mornings and late nights is eating at my brain, and words are, obviously, not at the tip of my fingers.
There are, however, many many heartfelt thanks to the lovely people [...]
Discussion