Searching for Sylvie Lee

by Jean Kwok

When you truly love someone and you see them again, even if it is many years later, their new face blends back into their old face and it is like no time has passed at all.

But I learned that if you do not speak, no one will ever hear you.”

But then the burden of years weighed upon us. Love can change. It can grow and twist until the most beautiful sapling in the wild turns into a prison of stunted wood.

He had seemed warm and kind but he did it to be admired and loved, not out of any true generosity of the soul. He was not that observant either.

We had all been hidden behind the curtain of language and culture: from each other, from ourselves.

while nothing can replace that which is lost, emptiness creates room for new growth.

live. The truth is, it is impossible to hide from yourself. Another truth: it is possible to find yourself anywhere.