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I like Ramadhan. It reminds me of the time we first met and we had a conversation. You kept on saying Earl this and Earl that and it wasn’t until a couple of days that I found out you are a computer programmer and you were talking about URLS. Around you I felt stupid. I [...]

I have a sore throat that seems to be content – I don’t think it wants to be anything bigger or more serious neither does it want to go away. It betrays me at the most appropriate moment – when I’m in meetings and need to talk and my voice comes out like a pubescent [...]

My sister loves this wall. It makes your skin looks washed out like an old couch in front of the tv. We all ate outside under the sinking sun and the emerging stars, while cats look out through the metal panels on the other side of the view. We drink from the belly of fruits. [...]

I am smiling and so are you.
When we met, I was a doodler drawing things at whim. You had on a pair of Converse. Our instant attraction was electrified by the fireworks in the background. Your crazy drunk friend puked on our shoes as we talked, face-to-face and at a distance, as if enjoying the [...]

Who cares if I lost my passport? I’m sure you don’t.
I have tried writing down my day to day details, or random things that have been going on in my life. It reads cheesy like the voice over of a movie I do not want to watch.
The things I really do [...]

Hello stranger.
I know you are surrounded by trees and fresh air and dark blue skies and shooting stars and kids. But I roamed your phone so we could exchange controlled and awkward affections through the concept of telecommunications. I miss you in moments, while I am driving randomly from work, getting into a pair [...]

To be honest even a whiff of it becomes a motion picture. There could be 5 people, or 15 hundred, but it will still feel as if I am alone, trapped.
I have no idea why this whole thing intrigues me. Why I am still enamored, or fixated, glued: like lizards on the wall.
2001, [...]