Wanderer II

There’s nomads of lights Who wander the nights Without knowing What it is they seek. The wanderers know One day they must return home. For what they seek Is where they began their journey waiting for their return.

No more salt

I ripped my heart open To feel something. Anything. I looked at my scars So rotten and swayed. No more space left For anymore. Over the counter I saw a jar with salt. I reached over to open it. Only to learn there’s no more salt But a sweet substance. Maybe I can use this…

My first few weeks in China

  At the beginning of December, I decided to move to China. I had never been to China before and the first time I was seeing China was the day I moved here. Yup, crazy or brave? You tell me! There are many reasons why I moved to China, but that’s for another day and…