“Who would’ve thought wings could be a burden?” asks my brother when I tell him about the pigeon I saw the other day. “Certainly not us, the species that call themselves humans,” I reply. Then, my mind drags itself back to the scene I watched for a while: One talon…

For many years, my bus drove past the wall which had your graffiti on. Preparing myself a street before, I’d look at it each time, even when I’d tell myself I couldn’t bear to see it anymore. It gave me this strange sense of loss, of sadness, of a constant fight to go…

Free Verse — Time flows, scars fade; we forget the bad things, even the good ones are occasionally remembered. Even if the wound closed up and the blood ceased to seep the second the knife was withdrawn from the flesh, the sharp, cold steel of the blade would still bite. …

Part IV — Read Part I, Part II, Part III. When the elevator doors opened on the seventh floor, they saw Daisy, standing right in front of the elevator doors. She knew he was here, thought Amber. She was waiting for us. Steve seemed a little panicky though, probably because he wasn’t expecting…

In the dark, I lie still. Dwelling under the cover of the night, the mystery of your riddle consumes me. Each night, the bonfire burning in me is smothered to a dim, idle candle, inside me, every nook and cranny is shadowed, and I tremble. Then, like a miracle one never…

Part III — Read Part I & Part II. I don’t understand Ottie, why didn’t you tell me they fucked each other right here, in the elevator? How could you keep this from me? And you call yourself my friend? How could you do this to me Ottie? And don’t come to me…

Last year on Valentine’s we went to a Japanese restaurant, “Cling, cling!” “Santé!” We sipped cold Asahi, and got to eat the dragon sushi. It was the last time I’ve ever been to a restaurant. Even when not quarantined, an autoimmune disease puts me in the high-risk group, you see. …

Part II — Read Part I here. Fully clothed and with blow-dried hair, Amber heard someone talking as she headed to the kitchen to steep a cup of herbal tea for herself. The voices were coming right outside of her apartment she shared with Daisy. …