tribute – Compilation

Day 50

Posted on November 5, 2013by Laya Gil

Munich. I left my home country and it’s day 50 out of tentatively 730. I left in a rush. With only 2 months notice, I left the life that I’ve known since forever—my family, friends, colleagues in my high paying corporate scientist-project manager job thousands of miles away. I’m technically still employed but on leave….

Creative writing

Sister

Posted on June 13, 2001by Laya Gil

This goes to my sister. Last night I heard the fierce wind blew. Brittle twigs fell off from where they thought they proudly stood. The dense downpour didn’t stop while my eyes were tightly shut. They refuse to see anything other than odd puddles of sullied waters with mismatched hues. Discrete but unbounded. And a…