Word Portrait || Uncomfortably Young

She is young, uncomfortably so. This is because today she is beautiful, and been made to look so by the hands of professionals. Her hair has been neatly combed into a bun behind her head, her skin caked many shades lighter, and her cheeks painted red by a paste made of beetroots and cherry skins.…

Word Portrait || The Importance of Being Liked

Outside of retina display screens she had a decidedly average appearance. She had mousy brown hair, puffy eyelids seldom seen without shadow, blanched lips, and a small and short build that she felt forever kept her from achieving the degree of glamor that she coveted so dearly. For this reason she was seldom recognized outside…

Word Portrait || No Impression

He was twenty-six, ordinary, and left no impression. He had blonde hair, lightly freckled skin, and pale blue eyes. At 5 foot 10 you could say he had height on his side, but his poor posture and begrudging walk curved its impact. He worked as a barista at an independent coffee house where there was…

Word Portrait || Ever Dreaming

Upon meeting him, people walked away feeling one of two things; inspired or envious. It was a skill he’d first learnt he had on a school yard playground two decades prior when he talked himself out of a beating by threatening to summon his high-school brother on all those involved. It worked—despite the fact that…

Scales of Faith

I think the scariest thing about love is knowing that it is in the nature of our species to change; that time weathers us like branches, bending us to either entwine or spread so far that we threaten to snap. That is what makes such an experience divine. Every decision made under its umbrella is…