January 31, 2012
January 21, 2012
Headstart
January 20, 2012
January 19, 2012
Mirror, mirror
January 18, 2012
Survival of the fittest
January 16, 2012
Changeling
Do we ever truly know anyone? Sometimes I find myself wondering in disbelief about some people I once knew. About how much they've changed, who they've become. There are those who believe that life can bring the most extreme changes. I for one believe that the seeds have always been there, bidding their time to bloom.
January 12, 2012
Gravedigger
January 08, 2012
Memory jar
Somethings cannot be put back together and become just as they were before the fall. We glued it back together carefully, the best we could. It is no longer a jar though, but a broken jar. Each imperfection added to its original shape holds the memory of the fall, of the fatal moment when it shattered into a thousand pieces. And despite our best efforts, it can never be the same.
January 07, 2012
Knives out
Sometimes blades are unsheated even before anything is said. It doesn't necessarily end up into a knife fight, but it definitely adds a certain edge do every word.