Monthly Archives: March 2017






Even if the voice is cracked,

use it.Utter a word.

Say a prayer.

Break the silence.

Defeat it

use the cracks as stepping stones

to climb out of the abyss

the voice lingers in.

Hold up your chin and

wipe the face clean.

You can do it. We both know.

Set your thoughts on fire

and burn the house down,

make them come out,

irreplaceable, unmatchable,

the soundprints of you.





Return to innocence


His heart leaped. She was there, sitting on the same bench they talked 15 years ago when they were in high school. She was watching her dog. She wasn’t exactly skinny, but he loved her as he did on the very first day. She had such an unforgetable face. The wide forehead, the large, deep eyes,  and lips ready to burst into a smile at any moment. They were a couple in high school, but they broke up because he moved away. Now,he wanted to tell her something, but he didn’t know what.

He just went to her and hugged her. As they held hands, passers-by watched with tiny  smiles of their own. Two adults laughing so hard that they could barely breath, and holding on to each other with one hand so they didn’t collapse into a heap of memories.

Sometimes, adults seem to forget their first love, but in fact they never do that. First feelings are always special, new, unexpected, coupled with childish innocence and a pure vision of the world. A return to innocence.

p.s. I’m taking part in a short story creative writing competition. Keep your fingers crossed for me. 🙂