Daily Archives: June 3, 2012

Six Sentences blog posts

• Blackout
  I remember winning a drinking bet against my guy friend over five, ten, fifteen bottles of flavored soju. I stood up in merriment - lights became circles... stars whirling around my head. I remember the taste of strawberry syrup, and yogurt, and pineapple and lychee, and all the sweetest things there ever was. My friends cheered at us, and the world was beau […]
• The Playwright: All the World's a Stage
  You quit your job. You lose your friends. You’re far behind, and life becomes a serious work. You begin to fear, especially on stage, presumably why you now smoke. More smoke, then another, and you’re done, and then you’re gone. Congratulations, you’ve just written a legendary script for a play.         Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.c […]
• Weapon of Choice
  Wake up with the sun. Go for a morning run, let your skin to glow. Floss your teeth, dip into a milk bath. Pat on mineral powder, put on crimson lipstick. Get out of the house, now. Shine, woman.         Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) is not a girl, not yet a woman. […]
• Twisting a Cinderella Story
  Load your pumpkins on that wheelbarrow. Push it. Reverse the cows, girl, and with your staff, don’t moan a moo but say bibbidi-bobbidi-boo. Let the rocking horses get into a comfortable position, and flash, there’s your carriage showing up – hop in. Now enjoy the ride, do jump for joy. You don’t want to miss a ball, do you?       Stacia Priscilla Ho (http:// […]
• Oh, Shit.
  Yum: Lemon-yellow thongs, torn. He licked her long neck with love and lust. At least it's legal - no lips locked - doesn't count as cheating. Though he's hoping that he'll get lucky tonight, no doubt without a price. "I'm home," wife returns, stares; all hells break loose while the screen requests you to register a membersh […]
• Break Fast
  Been drinking plenty of water these days. She's reaching for another glass right now. Lukewarm with lemon. Her phone rang, and it's only the thousandth missed call calling for her attention to gluttonous feasts with her trendy frenemies, luring her to the dreadful carbs in those cakes served in such innocent portion neatly placed right at the heart […]
• Star
  I am a being of Light. Today I come, delivered, so that the world shines just a little bit brighter. It shows, shunning the dark side of our universe. You see, you can use me. Use me well. Shoot me, and I'll burst into a thousand diamonds in the skies unbroken, springing my sparkling soul across the Milky Way.       Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapri […]
• Waiting
  I'm getting bored. This popinjay marching in and out of where I'm seated, babbling about her mani pedi for the past fifty minutes and eleven seconds and that whole shebang about how those painted nails at her salon were so pretty and shiny but "Oh my, oh they just have the worst customer service, ever! Oh gosh thank goodness I got my nails pea […]
• This Is Why You Need A Kiss
  It's hot. The apple tastes super hot, my tears run out. The old lady in the dark robe said that the green one is really juicy, I snuffled. There's nothing juicy about this: I think I just gobbled a finely-shaped wasabi.       Stacia Priscilla Ho (http://staciapriscilla.wordpress.com) loves to write. She also needs a kiss.… […]
• A Feature Story
  The journalist is a well-rounded human being. Her nails polished, her body slipped under a clean-cut dress, her sophisticated eye is always objective, though she embodies the oceans running across tiny river streams. When you go from a girl to a lady, then become a woman, you have to condition yourself to adapt to all sorts of situations, said she. "In […]