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lost in time

lost in time one day gone and i don’t remember anymore how my little brother looks like — blame my eyes for they have seen  much to the seclusion of simplicity  a lock of golden hair mingling with the innocence … Continue reading

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the falling ( a love story)

the falling (a love story) he feels she likes him she feels he likes her past iambic convos their arms brush electric as armrest fades to clouds this must be love astir floating from their bosoms flutterbies of light and … Continue reading

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Babel Rising: 4 – At 4:00 am

4 – At 4:00 am At 4:00 am, Salm woke up with the ethereal feeling that the whole night sky was shining through the window. His tabletop, tilted 110o to face his bed, was glowing softly. It was strange that his … Continue reading

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Babel Rising: 3 – There were days when

 3 – There were days when There were days when Salm felt that his father gave him the personal agent for a grand but mysterious purpose, maybe deeper than the purposes of those characters in that classic cult film, “Men … Continue reading

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Babel Rising: 1 – In a time and place

  1 – In a time and place In a time and place whose technology was just a little bit more advanced than ours, there existed a schoolboy named Salm. The past year, on his 15th birthday, his father had given … Continue reading

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rustles of bamboo leaves one fine afternoon (a collection)

‘Rustles of bamboo leaves one fine afternoon’ is not exactly a new collection, though this is the first time that it is being posted for general reading. Written on a bright and breezy March afternoon, in six short parts, shelved … Continue reading

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