Am I Easy?

The rainbow of the internet has only two colors. And this is the way people like it to be.  So abhorrently opposed to seeing the other colors. And this is the way people want it to be.  If only one color ever existed in the world. They'd ironically persist on inventing more.   Hidden behind words of virtuous … Continue reading Am I Easy?


Dearest people, of who I do not know. I sit in a false state of comfort, with my legs bent in. All I hear is the staccato of Chopin churning chaos into beauty. And this makes my eyes lose sight— all I want is sleep. Calm air pours in the window from a place I … Continue reading Estrangement.

The Mobile Misogynist, part 2

  With head hanging low he walks to the street and enters his silver Kia; Sunglasses shroud his darkness, as he bites processed cheese rolled in tortilla. Twenty minutes of driving, four Depeche Mode songs and he arrives at work; Songs from youth— virginity, failed expectations and bullies that lurk.     He works in … Continue reading The Mobile Misogynist, part 2