A Diary of Secret Yearnings

as i walked around a corner, the strident cry of a bird of prey, the strength of one who makes a statement, stunned me for a moment.

sometimes i wish i could really allow myself to be human: inconvenient, loud, breakable breaker. to shout at someone, to beg for help, to cry for what i want; to be ok with subjecting others to... me.

Head turned east, sunflower self, every first morning, every first day.

We were visiting Inari mountain.

a greeting and a smile that lets me know I'm wanted a sudden and tiiiiiiiight hug like we shouldn't part ways not just yet may our goodbyes always come with the promise of a new encounter

At the tail end of becoming withdrawn and unavailable, because I'd hate seeing someone get sick because of me; downhearted because my throat asks me not to speak or sing, just for a bit longer, my body thinks it's best I don't move too much, and my mind c…