Pikaland

 Had the thought today that I find myself whirling further and further away from some sort of core.  The search for identity or to preserve ...

 I hesitate to speak a name and tremble that every syllable(삼) carries a fireworks explosion.  I tiptoe around the vowels and consonants, fo...

In the beginning, there was only one language.  But progressively, the external English-filled world brought division, and I found myself lo...

things that remind you to feel deeply and stay reflective...

 This is just to say (hey there W.C.Williams!) Moments from shows and things make me curious about what is in everyone's headspace, and ...

Dust particles in the sunlight through the redwood trees: the driest fluidity you ever did see. Surrounded by the liminal, I become an objec...

 You move a pillow away from the windows for fear the cold air might make it shiver. You keep your shabby toys together with the new; the fa...