Oct
23
and the past, it knocks on your door
Posted by: Natasha Chiang | October 23, 2011 | Leave a Comment
(2009)– beautifully, gently, gracefully the sun shines on the dew drenched droplets of petals of air brushed, pastel delicacies of nature’s painting an answer that must never be wrong this is what life is, a never-lasting moment of beauty grey, tarred pot-holed pavements of urine and spit dried gum in the gutters of the bustling, […]
Sep
19
disconnected dots
Posted by: Natasha Chiang | September 19, 2011 | 1 Comment
It’s been awhile since I wrote anything meaningful here. I find less reason to, now. I think I prefer to keep it to myself. I also draw a blank when it comes to writing a new post. At the same time, I’ve been jotting more things down in my handy diary. People ask me, what […]
Aug
22
memories
Posted by: Natasha Chiang | August 22, 2011 | Leave a Comment
Memories are so powerful. They have the ability to capture those precise moments of love, hate, pain, or pleasure, releasing them at times when you are most vulnerable to feel those exact emotions wash over you. Sometimes an airplane guards my deepest secrets and thoughts, at other times a hippopotamus. Right now, a seemingly simple […]