Look at Me
Her, for the 100th time : “Mama, look! Look at me, Mama! Look, I can do cartwheels/bend myself like a pretzel/the most difficult ballet pose in the world/hang upside down… Read more »
Tag: personal essay
Lost
I wake up in the middle of the night, sweaty, heart beating out of rhythm. It’s my most recurring nightmare, in which I’m lost and desperate to find my way… Read more »
Now
This time, last week I was at my local supermarket, crying in the snacks aisle. Rrruffles has rrridgessss! The blue bag of chips screamed, but I couldn’t see the ridges… Read more »
I’m staring at you on the subway because…
…I’m a writer. Observing people is what I do. I also stare into space sometimes. If you knew, you’d stop thinking I was interested in you. You’d stop trying to… Read more »
Pet Negotiations
Editor’s note : It’s easy to think that essays must always be linear – A happens then B happens then C happens. But some of the most engaging essays don’t… Read more »
Living inside a Thermos Flask
…is lonely. Days and nights meld together between its insulating walls. Ghosts of your past life haunt you. They torture you with glimpses of the time before you started living… Read more »
Precipice
I’m standing at the edge, fidgeting with thoughts of jumping and turning back. Winds of change whoosh around me, threatening to push me. But I know they cannot. Falling is… Read more »
9 years later
I’m not sure if it was the sleepless nights or the exhaustion, but I was feeling morose. How mundane this day had become! Where was the romance?