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A walk in the rain (6)

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm
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Wet footprints on pavements

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THE WEEK – END (5)

by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

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Wings of the hark – Như Cánh Vạc Bay (22)

How could I possibly fathom the waiting? My mother waiting for my father to come home. This was a letter father send to mother from re-educational camp, my very first translation, lyrics by Trịnh Công Sơn

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Melancholy

I’m sad and I don’t know why I’ve had and I want more tries I’m glad and still, the heart dies I’m mad there’s nowhere to hide

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Kisses be

by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm soft on eyelids gentle as the wind — butterflies wet like a midday summer downpour —sticky sweaty sweet knots of rolling thunder —chills tingling down swollen petals and soft centres —wet

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23rd Anniversary

I discovered the beauty of henna, my hair is the texture and gloss of what I had always dreamt of. I am a small measure of my 24-year-old self, unimaginable that my children in a few years be that. Commuting from our city to suburbia, I am a little tipsy on the spicy pinot noir […]

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Vinh

by Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm   I heard the owl called your name* Your heart loving wanting young Your face unmarked by the years And you heard the owl called your name. *I heard the owl called my name© Novel by Margaret Craven

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Falling

I don’t know, after twenty years of full time education graduating with a Bachelor degree, plus twenty three years of work and life, I still don’t know! Why? Why do I fall so easily? What is the hell wrong with me? Why? Every single steps of my life had been filled with purpose and self […]

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Day end

The Sun bled into the sea, it’s pieces dissolving larva all shades of reds. Mixed in the salt of oceans, chilled black by the cold of the deep. The sea gulls wings clipped beyond the horizon, not even my shadow stayed.

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Six feet under

I had dug deep into the depth of my memories and still could not revive his memory; the people with any hint of association with him, were buried in each foot of dark musky dirt above his carcass. I was devastatingly young, young in the mind more than body, that was when he took me. […]

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January 18th, 1996

The Ghost and the Darkness was playing at Village Cinema Parramatta, and Michael Douglas was still hip after Basic Instinct became a cult(can any one remember Sharon Stone’s leg crossing scene? Some what appropriate to this current tale). Every time the music hit a suspended note, the Braxton hicks kicks in adding drama. I had […]

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Define Arousal

A thirty-ish man asked me to help him understands the fine print on the don’t of a hair removal cream. Surely he did not wish to castrate himself in a cheap short cut to appease his lover? – sir you need to definitely see the doctor for further advice, the cream can not be used […]

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Restraint

A noose to refrain from spilling out uninvited emotions. A net to capture the breeze piercing the canopy. Warm rays to protect from a clear chill of a blue summer day. I can still hear it; your heart beat muffled by my earphones.

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Serendipity

Choose Your Own Adventure, I wonder if any one remember those books? I am wishful if time would melt like Dali’s clocks, I could be sharing a chai latte with you in a random library, snowed in by minus ten degrees C. Watching your ball pen scratch an abstract world on a note pad, drenched […]