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taste

Fri, 25 Apr 2025 21:25:00 +0000

It was a Friday evening.
The autumn sun cut through the clouds. Bathing the city in an otherworldly glow.
I went straight home from school.
We weren’t practicing this week.
Soyo was sick. She had a cold. Ano-chan said she was going to see her.
Since we didn’t practice, Taki-chan wasn’t walking home with me.
When I reached the bridge we normally part ways at, I pulled out my phone and sent her a sticker. A Gentoo penguin. Waving.
She replied before I even managed to put my phone away, with a panda, waving back.
I smiled.

disinfection

Sat, 24 May 2025 23:41:00 +0000

The clock on my bedside ticked away, and my consciousness swayed and blurred into a muddy focus.
It was dark. I could see traces of my bedroom, faintly outlined by moonlight. My bed, and my desk. The window, and the city outside it. The waning crescent moon.
…How much time had passed?
I looked at the clock. It read eight. An hour.
I must have fallen asleep.
Or maybe I just… lost track of time.

piercing

Thu, 05 Jun 2025 02:15:00 +0000

I don’t know Raana.
I’m not sure
that I know anyone,
but I know I don’t know her.
Maybe nobody does.
But I think

she knows me.
The way she looks at me. The way she speaks to me. The way she smiles when our music intertwines.
She knows something about me that I don’t know myself.

We live in the sixth floor of a cramped apartment building, not in a house. So our bathroom is really, really small. It’s way below average.
It’s barely big enough for two people to stand and use the shower in, let alone for them to sit in the tiny bathtub together.
It was obviously an absurd request. I know that. Even I know that.
But tonight, I felt something, growing inside of me. It was a feeling. A squirming writhing tugging burning feeling in my chest. A feeling that pulled me towards her, and made me want to know, to let go and jump in, so I could know.

salt

Fri, 20 Jun 2025 14:39:18 -0300

I dreamed.
I don’t remember what about, I never really do. But I did dream.
I can tell. When I wake up, I’m still half-drowning in the murky waters of my mind; my head is heavy with a lingering feeling, and it feels like something has its clutches around me, trying to drag me back in.
I must have been holding something in my arms, in that dream. It wasn’t there anymore, and it hurt like a long-lost limb.

teardrop

Mon, 14 Jul 2025 10:04:57 -0300

The pain blossomed outwards from the nape of my neck as her teeth sank into my skin. I closed my eyes and caught a breath of the dusty, stale air, letting the fresh oxygen blunt its edge. Its bitter sting turned into a sugary-sweet and comforting blanket that laid itself in gentle, stuttering steps over my nerves, forcing desperate whispered whimpers out of me as it went.

I reached around and under her clothes and pulled her towards me, begging her with my hands to keep going. My fingernails dug into her back and immediately I felt her listen and respond and shift her weight forwards, pushing me into the wall behind me. The rough texture of the granite dug into my back and caught itself in the fabric of my hoodie. And then she kissed me with her teeth again, and again, and somehow, she knew how to make it hurt just as much every time, like she knew my body better than she knew her own.