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Wednesday, August 15, 2018

Coup de foudre: On Iris Hu








It happens the second Iris is old enough to start reading and understanding the newspaper.


It’s become a habit for her; each morning and night she’d find herself reading the news, the paper often a little too big for her to hold in her smaller hands. Iris’ parents often filtered the news and let her read the softer sort; news about entertainment, lifestyle, and the like. 

The older she got, however, the more interested she was in actual news and actual reports; she managed to convince her mom to let her start reading the front page news more, and the rest happened from there.


She was never the type to write fiction, definitely not. Iris didn’t think she was creative enough to come up with words and weave them into believable fictions. Novels were fine and she liked the sensation of exploring different worlds and stepping into the shoes of girls like her, but she often found that she liked her own pair of shoes the best.

Monday, June 12, 2017

Goodbyes: A Coalesce Short



Hu-Tully-Vargas Apartment
Seattle, WA
United States of America
2009


“I can’t believe you.”

Ezra Tully shuts his eyes, pinches the bridge of his nose, and counts to ten slowly while inhaling. He tries to ignore Leo’s ranting, the pacing, the occasional Spanish curses that come out once every couple of breaths. “Fucking unbelievable,” Leo Vargas rants. “I can’t believe you said that—that you encouraged her to go to the fucking lion’s den here in Seattle—”

“Leo.”

“She’s still young, Ezra! She’s younger than the both of us, what were you thinking—”

“Leo.”

“And we can’t contact her, her battery was close to dead when she left.” Leo takes a deep breath; Ezra takes the opportunity to open his eyes. “This is stupid, we’re leaving—”

“Leo!” Leo stops; he meets Ezra’s eyes. There’s frustration, a hint of confusion, a hint of shame. The presence of shame makes Leo want to rip out his hair; all that goes on in his head are the phrases we shouldn’t have sent Iris out and we’re idiots, we’re fucking idiots. Ezra shakes his head, clears himself of emotions, and gives Leo a harsh look. “Iris is going to be fine. She knows better than to investigate matters that she shouldn’t get her hands on.”