The First Time

The First Time

The first time I talked about love with a boy was also the first time I talked about God and heaven. I was in primary school then, and my closest…
Is peace a failure?

Is peace a failure?

Someone asked me a question once. A question that didn’t whisper, didn’t shout… it did both. Loud enough to rattle, quiet enough to haunt. A question that clung to my…