Why Kuukua Left

  For me It was a sad day when Kuukua stopped talking to me. I called her phone many times, left voice messages and three essays inside her inbox. In the first, I was surprised, worried; in the second, I was angry, every word was capitalized, I think; in the third I was remorseful, desperate, … Continue reading Why Kuukua Left

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The Cacophony of Breaking Mirrors; An Open Letter.

I checked my Instagram and he had sent me a message, something about warning me since, and how shit had gotten real now or something funny like that. That wasn’t the interesting thing about the message really, he had used the Instagram stories feature, so the message? it was a video, of a room with … Continue reading The Cacophony of Breaking Mirrors; An Open Letter.

On Another Could Have Been (A Soliloquy From the Third Perspective)

Even as the sun sinks beneath two mountain peaks  As certain to rise again as I am to be alive the day after tomorrow, I contemplate the could have beens that never was. So many of them, scattered in a history of high adrenaline conversations  finally caving in to exhaustive hellos and how are you's … Continue reading On Another Could Have Been (A Soliloquy From the Third Perspective)