I am a recent graduate of NYU,
versed in Media, Culture and Communication
with unique interest in film, journalism and visual culture.
This is a wig, and welcome to my blog where I basically pretend like people are interested.
Danse Serpentine by Loie Fuller
Pizza Margherita + Homemade Meatball Topping


Sure, you shouldn't judge a book by its cover
(source: Jay Cover)
...but I also believe that good books deserve good covers. The cover is just as significant of a page as any other, if not more, and definitely not less. The first books I ever picked up (picture books), were picked up because I was a sucker for pretty things even as a little girl. Now I read (though rather slowly), and I can write a little too. A bit of nice wrapping can go a long way. I’m just saying, we see before we read.
- Liz Una Kim
Thank You Santa for the Rush Delivery; Christmas Eve
Johnathan

by Liz Una Kim
Johnathan sought out a psychologist for help. To be reassured that there was something wrong with him, and not with his world. But he was told the very thing he had been afraid to hear… that he was, indeed, “okay”. Perfectly okay.
Given the fact, Johnathan took it upon himself to save the world the next day.
...
He looked over the length of the city, from the roof of a building consisting of a hundred and six stories - all stacked neatly on top of one another. He jumped, and fell upward, wearing nothing but an aged and frayed American flag as his cape.
His parting words were in Latin, a language which he did not know. There were many things he did not know, but knew. “Tandem libertatis” he whispered to himself and the void below him, which he would soon fill.
The earth replied with a deafening crack.
Then a moment of silence.
…
The only person to attend his funeral was his mother.
Though Johnathan did get a small mention in The New York Times the same day, under the heading “Fallen Soldiers”. Little did they know.
While the rest of the world went on without him.




