The Eyes Are the Best Part

by Monika Kim

There are some things that you can never truly escape. Not really. Maybe that’s why, even now, she’s stuck in the past, long after everyone else has moved on.

Fate can bring you together, but it can just as easily tear you apart.

What is it like to live freely, to live a life untethered, without having to be responsible for everyone around you?

Men like him are stupid and oblivious, convinced of their own self-importance.

The only power he has is the power you are willing to give him, and you’ve given him nothing. Not a scrap. By the time you’re done with him, he’ll be begging for mercy. Who is he if he can’t control you?

How do I explain to her that the home I miss isn’t a place? It’s a time when my life made sense. When things made sense.

“I know that the plant is pretty, but poison is everywhere, even in the places where you least expect it.”