Sugarcane (poetry)
Is it loneliness or boredom that draws meTo this envy that I feel, at the image before me?Why do they send me to distant worlds of my ideals?I pretended we were strangers, curious, unsureYou calm the cortisol in our bloodYour touch is rough, I begged...
Fame and fangirls
Koba threw his shoulder bag onto his back and breathed deeply through his nose, catching his raised eyebrow frown in the mirror. He sighed at the bonobo looking back, he rarely did shop alone these days. He wished for his anonymity and normalcy...