this is for you #4

I told her to surrender. ** I remember that night months ago, my hair tied in a bun, eyes fixed on my laptop, researching more about the masters degree I applied for, looking at photos of the university and students reviews, planning, and planning. Things took an unexpected turn. Since then, life has been planting... Continue Reading →

this is for you #3

My scope of vision contained only a door. The door was very alluring, every time I try to reach its grip, I wake up. That is my recurring dream. *** There is something that my mother mentioned the other day, that her greatest inspiration in designing the interior of her house and choosing the colors... Continue Reading →

this is for you #2

The sand dunes before me seemed endless, I could feel my rapid heartbeats. Every muscle in my body was tensed from this unfamiliar reality. A part of my consciousness was aware of this point in reality, but I did not know whether I was dreaming, or if I had awaken from my life. Was the... Continue Reading →

this is for you #1

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7... My memories are clouded. In this fog of thoughts, I don’t remember if my parents were happy when I first learned how to count. I should cut down caffeine, my doctor said, so I’d hear less of the voices that keep me up at night. 1, 2, 3,... Continue Reading →


It doesn't take much but the temporary absence of subjectivity to understand people. I know I do. I do because I acknowledge the blueprint of our human psyche. I understand them because I am conscious of my emotions, i like to name them, I am not ashamed to name them. And I scale them, so... Continue Reading →

letters of an apathetic man

Some time last year, in a foggy vision where the part of my brain that distinguishes an hour from a minute was dizzy. In times like that you forget; what is time but a man made illusion? Aren't the thoughts floating in space of the mind more dominant than anything else, such as time? Some time... Continue Reading →

“I have slept with you all night long while the dark earth spins with the living and the dead, and on waking suddenly in the midst of the shadow my arm encircled your waist. Neither night nor sleep could separate us.” -Pablo Neruda

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