You are everywherethe color yellow decides to stay. Not in grand places—not in the cathedral light of stained glassor the pages of old love letters— but in the small, forgettable cornerswhere the world does not expect memory. Morning begins with you. The sunrise arrives quietlythrough the blinds,spilling that thin yellowacross the floorboards. It spreads the... Continue Reading →
The Season You Chose
You left the way autumn leaves the trees—not in anger, not in haste,but in a quiet surrenderto the gravity of your own season. I watched you drift from my sky,a star deciding at lastto follow its own orbit,beyond the pull of my small constellation. I wanted to ask the heavensto tilt the night a little... Continue Reading →
Concordant Dissonance
I look at you, and I sigh.My heart is a whirlpool of emotions;my brain, an abyss of thoughts.So many things to ask you,so many things to say.I practice the words,the clearest way possible,sharp like an arrow,loud like thunder.I line up my thoughts,one after the other:like steps of a staircase,escalating yet constant;like waves of the oceans,pulsing... Continue Reading →
Of Envisaged Echoes
I am not grieving you anymore—not the way your hands once knew my name.I have learned the shape of goodbye,set it gently on the shelfwhere truths are kept. What aches is the futurewe never reached. The quiet house we planned with laughter,the mornings folded into shared routines,the ordinary miracleswe thought were guaranteedsimply because we believed... Continue Reading →
Love, Pain, and Coffee Beans
The smell of coffee filled the room, which delighted Czak very much. For him, that very scent is power, a source of inspiration and energy. It lifts him up when he is down, it provides him creative fuel when he can’t write, it wakes him up when he is sleepy, and so many other things. For him, coffee is life.
cold coffee
i saw you through the glass walls of the coffee shop, your smile lighting up the entire room. i heaved a sigh as i mustered every ounce of confidence i had to cannonball into this uncharted waters. i lifted my phone, screen off, and used it as a mirror while i practiced my smile. i... Continue Reading →
The Things We Do Not Say
i have learned to keep quietthe way dusk keeps its color—softly, as if the sun never left.you move through your dayslike a secret wearing sunlight,and i pretend not to notice the glow. we made a vow once—not of love, but of honesty—a promise to speak when hearts wandered,to draw the line gently, like a handbetween... Continue Reading →
Hemingway
I do not usually go to bars and pubs nor do I drink beer, but tonight was different. I was drenched in tears and heartache. My chest could have exploded from the pain if only it could. I decided to entertain myself and get myself some beer before I head home. I dropped by at... Continue Reading →
wanderlust/postcard
i am a traveller, and you are my map.i lay you on the table as my eyes gazeupon the wondrous beauty of your body—every curve, every mark, every spot.the places i have been to i mark with an Xusing my lips and my tongue.my fingers trace the outline of the placesi am yet to enter... Continue Reading →
Waiting for the Rain
I braved the aisle of the unfamiliar grocery store. It wasn’t here when I left five years ago, and it’s all too strange for me. It is an understatement to say that this place is no longer the same. What used to be a small convenience store is now a bar, with people overflowing. I... Continue Reading →
