We are better than this.
We are better than the fights.
We are better than the shootings.
We are better than the filming of these events.
We are better than the numbness we have to tragedy.
We are better than adding more hate into hatred acts.
We are better than this.
Living abroad where all the people are of one culture, who have an established country, and a cohesive civilization between the same borders, people often don’t understand nor even fathom, what it is like to not have a country of your own. It’s like: always feeling like a stranger in the country you were born in. […]Read More
Whether this is a letter to myself or to all the friends I’ve seen grow up around me, I wanted to send my wishes, as we take on different paths and go different ways, of the things I hope you’d at least have the chance to experience in your 20s. 20s because this is the […]Read More
For the days that you find the pain of the world touching your soul, when your freshly bandaged heart, constantly finds the finger prints of wounds inflicted on it… For all the moments you’ve just gained a breath of fresh air, to know you have to hold it long enough to go back under for […]Read More
Happy first month to me officially moving to South Korea. “Nothing lasts forever.” Not the good, nor the bad, and I absolutely know that. And so the most beautiful thing, is being awake and alive enough to know that although I don’t know how long it’ll last, I know very well, with all my […]Read More
It took a long time for me to find the words I needed. And even then, I probably still don’t have all the right things to say. “Toxic” a word I didn’t want to use. Because that implies that there is something wrong with you, that you only bring harm. And that is not the […]Read More
Hello Darling, Even being able to say that warms my heart. You are my darling. And I am so happy that you are here. I have waited 679 days to love you. 679 days precisely, of imagining everything you would be like to keep me afloat on tough days. Of imagining the way you’d have […]Read More
I don’t like to say broke, because now that life makes sense, maybe you didn’t break me, perhaps you built me. To be who I am today. Never in my life could I imagine a love after you. Never. But now there are times where I stop breathing, not because I’m crying in pain like I used to, but […]Read More
It has been a year since the release of a momental film in the Hmong community of Minnesota, Taboo by the team of Cam Yang and Steven N. Yang. Not many people may know, and it is probably more credit than I deserve, but this was a film inspired by my taboo story, along with a variety […]Read More