Category Archives: Childhood Innocence
Fears, a Product of Childhood
Fears, a product of childhood, and we, carried them, for the rest of our lives, until we D-I-E! Fears, are a product of childhood, because we were, taught to fear certain things, strangers, things that are hot, along with other … Continue reading
The Dances of Puppets…
On a man’s reexperiencing the traumas of his childhood sexual assault by his nanny and her family, from a blog in Chinese, translated by me… The “Dances of Puppets” is a performance in creation, about how someone had, brainwashed the … Continue reading
The Air, My Friend
the illustration by Jimi Liao, off of UDN.com… What adults, are doing, to their own young, and it’s, not good!!! Translated… My sense of imagination had been damaged severely lately, I can, no longer See the real world anymore. This … Continue reading
The Poetry in His Eyes
A child, who’d found his own special way, to connect with the outside world, translated… Strong usually can’t stay indoors long after his nap in the afternoon every day, as he’d finished playing with all of his toys and cards … Continue reading
The Drawing Boxes
The memories of her childhood years, sharing those nights with her own father, translated… Dad patted the drawing box, asked curiously, “What is this?”, like he’d, never walked through those years. I said, “Do you not remember the paper cards … Continue reading