April 24, 2024
Between the Stars
Tonight, I write my dreams into the sky: picking words like stars, until...
English Petals
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A diary in translation.
Some petals fall across borders. This is where my poems speak in English: soft, imperfect, and human. Because emotions are fluent in every language.
April 17, 2024
Memory's Echo
Your voice still lives in the quiet of my mind. It repeats, not to...