Between the Heaven and the Earth, We Live in the Clouds – Fieldnotes, Week 7

I have stayed away from writing for a while. Since the country had slumped into an extended or even a permanent, state of mourning, I could barely get myself to think or write anything. Not to mention, it is very debilitating to wake into a dull orange glow of smoke covered city, where one must …

The Bird in the Mirror

Ophelia and Tatyana are placed on the columns of the very Edwardian bay window. They are birds of course. Felted woollen ones I brought into the Department and placed on the windows to get rid of my constant loneliness. People aren’t good enough for that, you see. Often, I wonder if I am a borderline …