Prose and Capsules

Prose Poured Gently, One Capsule at a Time.


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Capsule Number 24: Heirloom

It lay inside an old box, almost faded by time. I thought it was nothing more than a piece of trash. I did not know I had found a treasure – a small piece that held forgotten memories. “Mother, can I have this?” I held the small pendant in my palm. Enclosed in a faded…

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Capsule Number 22: Pieces of Romeo

Fifteen years have passed. Yet sometimes my thoughts still dance around the same question: What would life be like if my father had never passed away? Would I have a perfect family picture? I don’t know. Maybe there is no such thing as a perfect family. But I sometimes wonder what our family would look…

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