the morning after

introduction

a collection of poetry. i can only describe my work as gentle yet overwhelming. like small droplets of rain slowly passing downwards on a window pane while a catastrophic storm fills up the background. 

a lot of these pieces are short and angsty while a few are long and delicate. and some are a mix of the four traits.

sometimes my work doesn't seem to make sense. only because my mind doesn't make sense. what's the point of editing something that describes a fraction of my life? where is the authenticity in that?

also please keep in my mind, this book is a reflective work in progress. my work gets better as you turn the pages.

some are fictional and some relate to me. but you'll never know which ones do and which don't because it's not about me. it's about you.

sooooooo yeah
please enjoy :)
feedback is always welcomed.

- y.n

[cover photography by jane wei, all due credits go to them]