Grace Ow


Since I was young, I was a voracious reader and had a deep love of words and the way they could be used to convey meaning. I hope that my words and my stories would have a positive impact on others.

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Every face that we see in a crowd has a story behind it. I am trying my best to listen, tell and share all the stories that I can.

​Silent Observations

March 2, 2017

PROMPT: Beyond Reason

Why does silence feel so uncomfortable in a room,
Waiting to be broken into shards of glass?

Why are some conversations as comfortable as breathing,
And some conversations so awkward it feels suffocating?

Is there nothing more comforting than sleeping in a storm,
Or watching the silent rain fall from the comfort of your bedroom? 
Is there anything worse than knowing what you once had is lost,
Never to return again?

Why are flowers considered a symbol of beauty, both in love and grief,
The expression of love you give to another,
Or the memories of love that you place on someone’s grave?


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