spring 2018 collection, part i

spring looks like
fogged up glass and dewy white weather and
wet tears on dry walls
from reminiscing and missing
high school days

2017
was shorter sleeves and lighter layers for the
slowly shedding winter;
a splash of pink in thermoses
to fight the occasional chill
and the perpetual weariness and bleariness;
and another coat of pink
a warm blanket for studying,
a layer of comfort, of familiarity, of security
wrapped around loosely
one last time before everything changes

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kintsugi

delicate cracks on brittle bone bowls  
stained blood red and  
rotted black 
are nothing but crumbling 
will  
yourself:
  get up  
    get up 
      get up 
 
broken isn’t dead; 
fill the void 
with honeyed memories & caramelised dreams 
coat it with the golden pith of ikigai and 
get up and fight
stronger and prouder than before 

from everything to summer

it was cold last month: 
feathery rain light as snow, 
brown-edged petals littered on the ground and 
falling leaves fluttering in the dusk. 
snippets of seasonal weather 
delicately handpicked, ripe and teasingly sweet yet 
bitter with the taste of homesickness 

but 
fast forward and 
all at once, it’s summer again 
glaring sunlight fades to a golden glow, 
sunshine slowly seeps through
broken cracks and 
turns perfume sweet to berry sweet. 
acrid longing becomes a fond nostalgia for home instead.