Hi, my name is Chai, like the tea, and I'm just a guy.
I remembered hearing “safety in numbers.” Though crowded lots made me numb, heard too much noise, chattering as crows did.
By Chai Savathasuk4 years ago in Poets
At 24, I look back at 12, foggily, only vacantly reminisced in my memory. Through the garnet lens, I looked at my past, so far away.
By Chai Savathasuk5 years ago in Poets
Occasions to celebrate was a fleeting feeling savored for nostalgia. Little me would be treated to the all-you-can-eat seafood buffet.
