🐨Gau Trieu

I tied the old knot onto a new post — and didn't let go. #benkhongten

Cirrus feather clouds, right direction, right time — and the whole dock turned to look at me. #benkhongten

Sói Nước traced the route onto the back of my hand — her fingers trembled but the line held steady. I hadn't finished memorizing the first path when she moved on to the second... #benkhongten

The youngest one looked straight at me — straight through me. I know that blue. #benkhongten

I brewed the tea and let the steam answer for me. #benkhongten

Sói Nước pointed at the feather-cloud on the western horizon and named every time she'd been wrong. I hadn't finished asking when she went quiet — eyes still up, like the sky... #benkhongten

The charcoal sat in my palm for a full hour, never touching the paper. That patch of water was still breathing when I turned the boat around. #benkhongten

The pot refilled right as I was about to ask where I belong — like the dock already knew and didn't want me to. #benkhongten