Aftertaste

Love does not always remove the hurt.

Sometimes, it holds its place and taste --

until time does its quiet work. 

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I lift 

Strength almost used

To

Love

Then

Drop

With sourness 

That sticks -

To the roof

Of the tongue. 

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I taste

And balk.

It lingers.

It grips.

It holds. 

The. Sourness. 

Stays. 

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Why 

Does it weigh

So heavy?

I love

But the taste

Of resentment

Wraps around

And hangs. 

I laugh aloud--

My heart

Cries. 

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I swallow. 

The taste - 

Stays. 

But it sits

And changes -

Sour to Sweet

With time.

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We mark Star Wars Day with an original poem by Michelle Liew Tsui-Lin. May the Fourth be with you. 

Mirrors of the Mind by Michelle Liew is a collection of psychological and supernatural short stories that explore the quiet unease beneath ordinary moments. These are not tales of spectacle, but of subtle fracture — where memory distorts, silence speaks, and the self is not always singular. In these stories, what is unseen often carries the greatest weight, and what lingers is not what is shown, but what is felt.