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The King: Eternal Hangover

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It’s been 50 days since the finale of The King: Eternal Monarch and I am still here going back and forth the portal to the Kingdom of Corea. Usually 2 weeks of K-drama hangover is enough (or even too much) but this is TKEM, the drama that loved me back and helped me through pandemic anxiety. In this essay (lol) I try to process why I still live here.

[Obviously spoilers everywhere. This is your first and only warning. Ok go]

 

Reconciling with Lee Minho. I came here because of Kim Goeun whom I loved since Goblin. When casting news came out about her reuniting with writer Kim Eunsook (Goblin, The Heirs, DOTS) with LMH as her main man I went ‘eh’, the kind of eh made by a person who has seen and enjoyed LMH’s previous things (Boys Over Flowers, The Heirs) and never quite getting what made him click. Well in this drama I got it, okay. I don’t know if it’s the character, the post-serving-the-country aura (they all get it, we know this), his chemistry with KGE (I’m not going to even but here is one bts clip of many enjoy!!!) or all of the above. It is likely all of the above. But it works okay, I am into this LMH. And by the time he was dropping ‘I am your King’ to a poor gobsmacked Kang Sinjae I was there facing my Netflix screen going ‘ye Pyeha.’

Lee Gon and Jeong Taeeul. It always goes back to these two. I was unsure of how I would feel about this couple (see above re reconciling with LMH, and there’s also my Goblin and Cheese in the Trap feelings) and have admittedly tripped on how fast burn their love was but once I got into it there was no turning back. KES was said to have explained the quicker-than-most progression of their love as fate, but there are also the little things that matter.

  • The way Gon has been patient with Taeeul from the start, understanding that yes, ‘okay my truth is weird but I have scienced and mathed this for 25 years, I do believe this is a parallel universe and you are the face that has helped me feel less lonely for same number of years. And I’m going to stay here and get to know you and try to make your world a little rounder.’ He is a King who is surrounded by people who do his bidding in a single word. How many times has he uttered ‘this is a King’s order’ to full effect? But with Taeeul he understands how little that mattered and he is willing to work from the ground up.
  • The way Taeeul warms up to him, first as a cop when the evidence starts favoring his claims, then as a woman when she decides to accept that a beautiful man is proclaiming all these beautiful things to her and alright why not? She sees for herself that he is a good man, a just and beloved leader, and someone who grew up well despite the gruesomeness of his past. She talks about accepting the fate that chose her–the goodness and uncertainty of loving this man. It was a brave, very Taeeul thing to do.
  • The way they work together. I love it so much how their rule of command shifts across universes. In the Republic of Korea, Taeeul is the boss, but in the Kingdom, Gon is her King (he is always her King, but you get me). I love how even when they only have literal numbered days being in the same universe together, they know the big picture and the important roles they play and they do the work. They look for the root of evil, and then they meet up later for chicken and MSD. It’s an equal relationship. No one is treated above the other, which is especially beautiful to see in this story where the man is a literal King. He knows she is strong and has her own mind and is good at her job. He calls her a warrior. And he not only respects this but cherishes it. Basically these two together are competence porn. They are both awesome in what they do, and seeing them put their heads together (in the non-kissy sense but the kissing is also A++) and solve things is wonderful to watch.
  • The way they are honest to each other. In Kdramas we often reach a point where at least one hurts the other, usually in an act of noble idiocy. Here throughout their journey Gon and Taeeul are always finding their way to each other, from the progression of their hugs and kisses (again, best, A++), to Gon opening all the doors in the universe and Taeeul keeping faith that he will come. Even when they said goodbye, they did so not to hurt each other, but with the honest knowledge that it was the only way to make things right. Their love is fate but fate is bigger than they were, and they had sacrifices to make.
  • More little things: Gon walking in pace with Taeeul not just in her world but also in his, where as King he walks ahead of everyone else. Taeeul giving Gon the numbers of five people who would help him no matter what, thereby embracing him in her world and protecting him too. The way Lee Gon the King empties the kitchen to cook for her I’m ??? heartheart. Wew, a lot. Love languages and the things they do to meet each other.
  • The hugs and kisses because it really needs to be said again. They hug like there is no tomorrow which is literally the thing hanging over their heads all the time. And the kisses haha wew see Episodes 12 and 16.

The squad. Kdramas are good with squads, though sometimes there’s a tipping point of too many people and not enough time to know about them all. TKEM was able to do its cast justice for the most part.

  • I wish PM Koo Seoryeong was written differently. Edited a bit? I wish I was able to understand and see her more as shades of gray rather than someone whose conscience darkened all the way to evil by the last plot turn. Then I remembered how in sageuks the PM is often the power-grabbing foe with the usual plot of marrying his daughter to the King, and I guess here Seoryeong takes on both roles. She is the politician who also desires to be Queen, not for love but for ambition. Maybe I should have foreseen her end from there. But still one hopes there was space in the drama for more than one woman who was excelling in a world mostly occupied by men.
  • Yeong and Ensup. Watching Woo Dohwan here is such a joy. How he got to play with two totally different characters and mix them up when Gon did the exchange was brilliant. These two gave the much needed laugh breaks when shit was really hitting the fan. And I love love how these characters, especially Yeong, was a constant reminder to Gon that he is not alone, and he doesn’t have to go through everything on his own.
  • Nari and Seunga. I mean a girl who is consistently rich and landed with a sharp tongue in both universes, yes please. And she drives awesome cars and serves milk tea. I love her friendship with Taeeul (would have wanted more of this but ok) and how she is a foil to both Yeong and Eunsup. And also how, as a fellow monied person, Nari understood Gon and lent him when he needed it (could have given him free milk tea but there are limits I guess).
  • Taeeul and Sinjae hyungnim. Huhu I still cry. I love this friendship. It was worrying to think of a second lead versus a King (and versus the walking tree charisma of LMH which makes it an extra extra challenge), so it was nice to see a gentle, light hand on this one-sided love. Sinjae knew Taeeul saw him as a brother and that was what he became for her, only deciding he needed to be honest with his feelings when she told him she was going on a suicide mission. He never liked Gon because of course, jealousy and negative bias, but he respected him, and he respected that Taeeul loved and chose Gon. Which in conclusion made that confession/goodbye scene so much more cathartic and heartbreaking. If I have one gripe about the ending, it’s that Taeeul didn’t get to properly grieve the loss of hyungnim, a lifelong friend she was apparently not fated to have (brb crying).
  • Lee Lim. Such an evil megalomaniac that there was no hope for him, which then made it super satisfying seeing him die not once, not even twice, but three forking times.

Happy ever after ever ever! Still cannot believe I invested in this series without the assurance of a happy ending, when I am the type of anxious person who reads up on the synopsis of a movie on Wiki in the middle of watching said movie in a theater, just because I need to know how it ends.

When a book is declared romance, readers know the HEA contract and the author delivers this. Kdramas on the other hand can pin the genre on its title and then turn around to trample viewers’ hearts with an open-ended finale at best. (Never getting over my Cheese in the Trap grudge) The King, however! Despite the heart wrenching goodbyes of the penultimate episode and the puzzle of how the doors in the universe work, our King and Queen were able to arrive at a beautiful solution. It wasn’t a royal wedding or the birth of royal twins, because that wasn’t the point.

From the start, Gon has been saying he has no desire to marry and have an heir, and in any case the lineage was safe with good uncle Buyeong. Even when Gon proposes to Taeeul and asks her to be with him in his world, he knows she wouldn’t, and he could not bear her to do it either, because her life isn’t less than his. So what they did–keeping their lives and spending weekends discovering universes together was the most sustainable and the most responsible solution. Gon and Taeeul’s fight with Lee Lim taught them two important things–that the universes must be kept separate and parallel, and that they cannot live without loving each other. And so they chose to accept both responsibilities by having dates in different universes. And since this is Gon and Taeeul with eternity and infinity in their hands, they will live for today, only today, and it will be a loooong day.

The brilliance of Kim Goeun. She is just an absolute joy to watch. In Goblin she portrayed a bubbly, heart-on-her-sleeve high school girl growing up to be a lonely, struggling 29-year-old woman, with a clear transition and separation of both roles. Here in TKEM she portrayed not one, not even two but–Taeeul, Luna, Luna pretending to be Taeeul, new timeline Luna, and four alternate universe characters. Every appearance was distinct, from how she moves to her speech to the look in her eyes. Huhu amazing I love her.

Something to look forward to as the world burns. Obviously the drama wasn’t perfect. There were some narrative decisions that could have been handled differently for better clarity and less stressing over things for the viewer, since we were already breaking our brains with the theories and the math (the math is legit by the way and it’s awesome). But it’s a beautiful drama, and although I’ve never watched a drama while it is airing before, I do not regret doing it with TKEM. It was nice having Fridays and Saturdays to live for, having an alarm set to the time I was going to watch it together with a friend (annyeong Chi, thank you forever for doing this with me). It was a light guiding me through days when I’ve lost the context of time. And as Chi said, we loved TKEM and it loved us back. It loved me back so much that I’ve been writing again (thanks to both the actual drama and the unfolding romcom that is the bts reel oops).

So yeah, MSD and chicken for this hangover. Long live the King and Queen.

Music Dance and Lyrics Writing Now

He Bangs! She Bangs! New Book : Songs To Your Beat

I didn’t know what to do with Nino until we decided it’s time to move on. If you’ve known him since Songs Of Our Breakup, you’d know Nino didn’t have a good run with his last relationship. Not really spoiler alert: he messed up. He did try to win a heart back and tried a do-over, a prelude to which we see in the super short narrative of him flying to Singapore on a mission in the aptly titled That Thing Called Closure.

From there I waited, I tried, I asked him how indeed can he succeed in this do-over. And it just wasn’t rolling, because it can’t. Some things are un-fixable, and maybe the fixing has to be an inward thing and that is the lesson for today, Nino-wise.

So in his book Songs To Your Beat (unofficial/really official/some kind of canon alternative title Songs You Bang To), Nino tries again. Not to revive a dead relationship, a love he lost, but to forge on, scarred heart and lessons learned and all of that. Find love and love himself again. A single tear may trickle down when I think about this, because it wasn’t easy, and this dude, Nino, well I am proud of him.

And then there’s Santana. I see her through Nino’s flirty yet 20-20 lens, and she’s tough and exhausted and she needs a hug, even though she won’t ask for it. Even when she’ll tackle Nino to the ground to give him a clue. She’s a water plant treatment engineer, inspired by the toughest woman I know.

Songs To Your Beat is out on Amazon, only $0.99 for a few more hours as of this writing. Cover design by Tania Arpa, photography by Alexandra Urrea featuring Iking Uy.

I published this book on April 18, on Dawn Lanuza‘s birthday (lol yay Aries season!), and Japanese record release date of the album Favorite Worst Nightmare by the Arctic Monkeys.

More on the book below. And a song from the album called Old Yellow Bricks. “You’re a fugitive but you don’t know what you’re running from” heh yeah lol

“I am the drummer” — It usually works for Nino, beat master of rock band Trainman and newcomer DJ, but the usual hook fell flat on gorgeous, sleepy-eyed, water treatment plant engineer Santana. Still there’s attraction even Santana can’t deny, and despite her warning that she’s not exactly in the market for a relationship, they agree to take it one sporty date, one bacon haunt, one hot night together at a time.

Nino thinks it’s going quite well. So what does it matter that his ex is back in the country? Or that he’s weighed down with guilt he hasn’t been able to shake off for too long? With his brand new attempt at happy-finally-after, none of that matters. Right?

 

 

Writing Now

Latest Book! Songs You Come Back To

Finafxxkingly! — how I’d sum up this book’s journey in one word. I first finished Son and Alice‘s story in 2016, with the goal of getting to The End before I started #romanceclassFlair. I have since released Ringo and Kris (You Out of Nowhere, 2017) and Ringo and Kris’s Summer Episode (Second Wave Summer anthology, 2018), but alas, Son needed more time and a looot of work. Didn’t think I’ll ever trash an entire finished draft and start from scratch but we don’t really think of those kinds of things do we cos gah que horror, but that’s exactly what happened. Shelved 40k words, lay face down with my thoughts for periods of time, tried again, failed, tried again, succumbed to the need for rest from words, tried again. This time, I think, Son and I finally got it. The only goal for this book really is to write it, enjoy it, and get it out, pleaseandthankyoujustGO. It’s been with me for far too long and though I figure time and a hiatus was just part of this particular process, it’s also a psychic block of sorts that I’m glad to finally be able to push through.

Run wild and be free Son and Alice. Today you no longer belong to just me. And that’s freeing and scary and ultimately awesome. To all who were part of the madness, I hope I got all your names in the Acknowledgements. I am blessed, I am grateful. I shall have cake when cake is again available. This book is coming out at a strange time of escalating anxieties and very real fears, and it’s a small thing among the big, suffocating things. But it’s a good thing and I’m glad for it, and hope you will enjoy it.

 

Let me come home to you.

When Son meets Alice again after she disappeared from his life four years ago, he can’t wait to impress her. He is the oft half-naked bassist of indie rock band Trainman after all. But adolescent pain lingers, and headstrong actress Alice isn’t about to let Son off the hook for breaking her heart. Can he prove to her, to himself, and to people who matter, that he is capable of being someone she (and everyone else) can count on?

Cover design by Tania Arpa, with photography by Alexandra Urrea featuring TJ Roxas. Fourth book in the Playlist series but can be read as a standalone. Proudly a #romanceclass book <3

Songs You Come Back To is only 0.99$ until end of March 2020.

Son and Alice’s story first began in Promdi Heart.
Also, happy birthday Takeru Satoh! I heartchu.

Tourism

Things to Do on a Fall Trip to Tokyo: Meiji Shrine, Harajuku, Cat Street

So I’ve had drafts on this series of Japan posts since the autumn trip happened on October 2017 haha. It’s a seven-day trip and who knows when I can finish writing about all seven days. I figured might as well shoot out what I already have, so here we are  🙂

For this trip to Japan I played happy and very willing tour guide to my sister. It was her first time in Japan and she was very excited and was also very easy to please. She had a list of things she wanted to see (which is basically why this itinerary was spread out so thin hah your fault but it’s cool). I filled in the gaps with my own best-of and must-go-never-been list.

Day 1. Manila to Narita. We flew in via Jetstar on a 12:40am flight from Manila. It was a smooth 5-hour ride to touchdown. Escalator from luggage claim and immigration clearance led directly to the food court, such genius. We parked our luggage for some well deserved hot udon for breakfast, then took our time playing with the Gapcha machines (found a Bigbang one!) while sister bought a magazine* from an airport store.

Narita airport’s kitsune udon! Sister’s breakfast set had udon too plus rice and natto and a whole raw egg. Yum.
This one was easy to entertain. Had to pull her away from the magazines on display at Narita airport.

*This will be the first of a few that she will buy. Japanese magazines are thick and come with super nice freebies such as packets of fancy facial serum or a pack of Moomin-print pouches.

Jetstar sells the Keisei Skyliner tickets we needed going from airport to Tokyo, so we got that for Y2,200 (discounted by 270). Hopped on, almost broke our backs hauling our luggage up and down the designated rack (Use your core! Use your core!), then got off at Nippori station to transfer to the Yamanote line. Got off at Shinjuku station then transferred to Odakyu line and finally landed at Shimokitazawa station. Sounds like a lot of walking and hauling luggage and climbing of stairs? Yep. We just got there and our limbs already hurt and we loved it.

Official check in wasn’t until 3pm, but our very nice Airbnb host Masashi/Massage offered to meet us at 12pm so we can leave our stuff and walk around freely. Yes, please. The stuff must be left behind and we had a lot walking around to do. So we bought some curry pan from a nearby Family Mart and stayed put at the station’s West Exit for Masashi to get us.

Train N of infinity. The Japanese railway system is a maze but it’s a very efficient system and it just takes a bit of ‘hi hello, I’d like to get to know you.’ It’s great. Also hello there TVXQ! They had a new album dropping when we were there so I’d see oppas’ faces everywhere, thank you Japan.

Should you ever want to stay at Shimokitazawa, maybe take a look at Masashi’s apartment? It’s a 5-minute walk from the station, it’s nice and clean and had enough rooms and space to comfortably fit three grown girls and all their stuff. Also, it’s the best best best neighborhood with all the vintage shops, cafes, restaurants, hair salons, live houses, and little grocery stores. The apartment was close to a post office too! Which was great cos we wanted to send postcards. The area is also only a 5-minute train ride from Shibuya and Shinjuku, so easy access to the other fun stuff.

Meiji Shrine. After dropping our bags, we walked back to Shimokitazawa station and took the train going to Meiji-jingu. Followed the signs and checked the map and tried to jog my memory and soon enough we arrived at Meiji Shrine. I’ve been here before and I enjoyed how peaceful and quiet it is as soon as we crossed that first torii gate. There’s that sense of calm from the thick canopy of trees and the steady yet leisurely pace of everyone else around. Like the bustling city outside was far far away. We took our time, walking up to the main shrine and waving at the trees. We saw a cute family dressed in their kimono best, posing for pictures. Sister bought a charm for good fortune. I’d say allot an hour here if you want to visit, because it’s a bit of a walk in and out again, and when you get there, it’s not really a place you would want to rush through anyway.

Harajuku. After the calm, here comes the frenzy. I was super excited to come back to Harajuku. The Fountain of Youth is here, didn’t you know? We walked down Takeshita-dori once, just to see what was there (there was A LOT), crossed the street for some tantanmen (yes we were hungry again) then crossed right back and walked back up and down the street a few more times, stopping in stores and wandering down a few side streets. It was well into the afternoon by this time and it was freezing by the way, because we were two girls who dressed for very light autumn. Thank you, stores and your heaters for being our refuge.

We found ACDC RAG and Stylenanda and a few vintage stores (some were high-end selling LVs and Comme des Garcons and some choice Chanels, some were much more affordable). We had Marion Crepe and Calbee fresh potato chips drizzled with honey. It was awesome.

Cat Street. We had to choose between Cat Street and Omotesando given the constraint of time and capacity of our bodies, and we ended up at Cat Street since this place was both new to us. My only wish was that we came here when we had more time/were less tired/had proper outwear because it was freezing. It’s a quaint shoppersville too, much more spacious than Takeshita-dori, lined with stores that were a bit more expensive. We found more vintage stores like Ragtag and Flamingo. We found Opening Ceremony which had great stuff, G-Dragon style but huhu not cheap.

It was well beyond dinner time at this point and well below 20 degrees too. A nice, warm restaurant would have been in order but we found Luke’s Lobster and we weren’t going to say no to those lobster sandwiches even though we had to hunker down in one of their tiny outdoor chairs and eat them there. While eating, we eyed a gyoza place that had a long queue of locals–the sure sign that it was delicious stuff–but we were too cold and beat to line up. So we headed back to the station, found this cafe-slash-boutique called Honey Mi Honey, and climbed the stairs and went in for some warmth and rest and lattes. It was our last stop for Day 1, and it was a great call.

Writing Now

Surprise! Draft Excerpt: Yes to You

Sometimes you think you’re just going out and joining friends for a celebration over food and drinks and next thing you know you’re talking tropes and weddings and wow look at that, you’ve all signed up to deliver an anthology and there are receipts. There weren’t even that many drinks that night? Pretty sure we agreed on this project while sober. Which means it will totally happen right? Right. Wedding anthology. Fake dating. #romanceclass. Coming at ya 2019. (Happy juju and pompoms for encouragement are solicited and very much appreciated)

No final anything on the output yet, but for now we’ve got excerpts. For accountability, of course.

Check out Mina V. Esguerra‘s here, and Carla de Guzman‘s here. Scroll down for mine, hee.

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Yes to You by Jay E. Tria (excerpt from a draft)

“I’ll guess your favorite thing about weddings.”

“You’ve been trying to since the plane.” Jiji rolled her eyes at Ruiz’s stone serious face. “Know when to quit.”

“I really thought it would be the bride walking down the aisle.”

“Is it because I cried?”

“That was cute though not surprising at all.”

Ruiz did look like he’d been expecting it when Jiji burst into quiet sobs, seeing Rachel walk through the church’s double doors, glowing in her white dress as she floated towards her groom. He came ready with a pressed handkerchief for her and it didn’t even come with teasing.

“I do love that part,” she had to admit. “But nope, not my favorite thing.”

“Is it the slicing of the cake and the first toast?” Ruiz guessed again, trying this one maybe because that was where they were right now, at the reception, watching the newlyweds stand before the three-tier fondant, their knotted arms struggling with the cake knife.

“Because cake and wine?”

“Makes sense to me.”

“I’d rather they feed me the cake and wine.”

“You’re right.” Ruiz scratched the back of his head. “What a stupid guess. Don’t count that.”

At an earlier point in their friendship, Jiji would have worried that Ruiz was playing this guessing game because he was bored, being stuck in this island celebration knowing no one else but her. She knew better now.

This was him amused, excited and curious all at once. He wasn’t the type to require much mingling, or any mingling at all. Unlike Jiji, he wasn’t very fond of people, which was what the resting bitch face was for. Well, so it was in the office where only Jiji could safely approach his cubicle and not get grunts and deadpan stares for answers. He was better outside though, more sociable, at least with her friends that he’d met. And today he had met quite a few new ones since they’ve arrived in Cebu. The bride included.

‘No,’ Jiji mouthed to Rachel soon after she introduced them. Jiji and Ruiz had hung back after the ceremony to greet the newlyweds, in that pocket of time before the couple had to cross the church’s threshold and receive their customary shower of petals. Rachel’s eyes widened at Jiji from behind Ruiz’s head, hearts popping out. 

‘Yes he’s hot,’ Jiji’s thoughts had buzzed, responding to Rachel’s wild gaze. ‘So hot it hurts me, it physically hurts me.’ 

If it wasn’t bad enough that off-duty, island Ruiz was him in a V-neck white shirt and low slung plaid board shorts—as Jiji had learned when he picked her up for the airport—, he had to interpret the invite’s formal wear requisite by showing up in a midnight purple suit, his black hair slicked back in soft waves, looking straight out of a runway wet dream. Jiji was certain Rachel got her pained message.

Inappropriate, unnecessary thoughts aside, Jiji knew bringing Ruiz to the wedding remained to be a good idea. It was a small affair but it was a place to be seen, and by people she hadn’t in along time. She had been looking forward to reacquainting herself with old people, but she’d forgotten the annoying parts of how this worked. ‘Did you gain weight’ and ‘are you married yet’ were every other person’s token hello. How to unlearn that, society? Jiji had to hold in her procession of sighs. She couldn’t care less about the first nosy question. And while she could handle the second, she was glad she didn’t have to.

“Don’t ruin the surprise. I haven’tasked her yet.” Ruiz would say this to each prying person with his signature straight face and laser eyes.

It was more than enough to send people shuffling their feet and shifting to ‘so what are you up to now,’ which to Jiji wasn’t all that better but at least led to more meaningful catching-up threads.

From their view three rows of tables away from the stage, Jiji and Ruiz watched the husband give his new wife the first bite of cake, his shaky hand leaving a trail of icing on her airbrushed face. Ruiz made a soft snort, the tip of suppressed laughter.

Jiji nudged his arm with her elbow. “What’s your favorite wedding thing? Do you even have one?”

“Of course I do. I have a heart.”

“Well, then?”

“You’ll get that when I guess yours.”

“This game makes no sense.”

“It doesn’t have to make sense.” Ruiz’s gaze stuck to hers, making her wonder if they were still talking about the same thing.

From the front of the hall, the emcee’s voice boomed out, “CLINK YOUR GLASSES IF YOU WANT TO SEE A KISS FROM THE NEWLYWEDS” and after raising a chorus of silverware tinkling against glass,hollered, “Such a sweet kiss! Moving on with the program, let’s have one short game before dinner—”

“Speaking of games.” Ruiz’s eyes reflected blank panic. “I think the condom-blowing contest or some find-the-pin-on-the-coat idiocy is about to happen and I’m sure that’s a favorite thing for no one.”

Jiji shot out of her seat. “Get me out of here.”

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End of excerpt. Pinterest board here, in case you appreciate visuals.

Thanks for reading and we hope to share more of this project with you really really soon <3

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Writing Now

Daily Grind #12: Donuts

Hello winter sun. Konnichiwa 7 o’clock. Come out but wrap up, baby it’s cold outside. You have places to go and no one you know. Your steps are dots and lines on a moving map. Make sure you can retrace them. Only you can know the way back, and your hands are cold. ‘I have donuts to find today,’ you say. ‘Old clothes to try, art to touch.’ The cafe is hidden among crooked paths, wandering men and weathered streets. But you find it. You settle in. The coffee is ok, the song they’re playing is better. It’s just the one song, playing over and over and over and over and over. Like a thought on loop. Like a dream on repeat. Like that haunting sound, that fleeting thing that folds beneath you when you attempt sleep. By your fifteenth minute, you have memorized the words. You step out and you’ve forgotten them all. How easy for beautiful things to slip away. You look for the train, squeeze your way in, find your next stop. You see the neon lights, the singing billboards, the faceless rushing mob and it feels like home. The sun has long gone and the moon refuses to show and it’s cold, baby it’s so cold. The lights flicker and die, storefronts saying good night while you, you, you press on. Onward, forward, move. Surely there’s one more open door, a cafe, its warm yellow light, a final cup of coffee and a song to make you feel less alone.

 

 

 

 

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June 20, 2018 and February 25, 2018