Category Archives: Childhood Innocence
Left Behind in the Woods…
Childhood innocence are, left behind in the woods, Hansel & Gretel, became grown-ups, in order, to survive through the threats of being, killed and eaten by the owner of that house made of candy. Little Red, lost her virginity, trekking … Continue reading
My Father’s Moringa Caramels
illustration from UDN.com Showing the love, with the sweets, the memories the son carried now, of his own, father who worked hard, gave everything he had, to the family, translated… The issues of whether or not Moringa Caramels are made … Continue reading
Dad, on Finding Closure
Realizing that it was, ABUSE, and NOT love, then, working really hard, to SNAP yourself, OUT of that VICIOUS cycle you’d been, born into, and finally, STOPPED, blaming yourself, for how your father had, mistreated you, took you long enough!!! … Continue reading
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Tagged Realizing it WAS Abuse Her Father Had Given Her
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Tortured, by These Nightmares…
Tortured, by these nightmares, what can I do? Is there, some sort of an exorcism that I can, undergo, to get rid of them? They’d been, plaguing me since, god knows how long ago already!!! Tortured, by these nightmares, they’re, … Continue reading
Children of Taiwan, a Poem
The children AS our futures, translated… Children of Taiwan Sing by the Danshui River The Wind from the Straits Swayed Their Clothes The Cities It’d Built for Them, Growing Strong The Bluer than Blue Skies, Looking Down on Their Tiny … Continue reading
The Storms that Hit at Night…
There were those harsh, raging storms that hit at night, during her childhood years, she’d hugged her covers even tighter, as the voices outside in the living room, get louder, louder, and louder… The storms that hit at night, those … Continue reading
Life, the Obstacle Course 