What Can I Hold You With

By Arushi (Aru Shan)

What can I hold you with? I offer you messy rooms, open windows, the constellation of Orion. I offer you the respect of a girl who has observed long and long human incapabilities and hope. I offer you my role-models, my authors, the thoughts that haunt my mind everyday: my father's father who never spoke when the time was, the hours he taught me and his face that I remember; my mother's father who took two bullets, rebelled to take up law and tried his best to do things good and ended up miserable looking at his wrong every day.

I offer you whatever perspectives my literature may hold, whatever manliness or womanliness my breath. I offer you the trust of a person who has never trusted before. I offer you that shred of myself that holds me together - the mind that controlled everything before now and the heart that was longing to be freed, to love fully, to trust blindly, to look forward without conditions. I offer you observations of yourself, reasons about yourself, true and blushing information on yourself. I can share with you my lonely self, my monsters, the starvation of my heart; I am trying to bribe you with flaws, with poems, with future.

By Arushi (Aru Shan)