Wolfy Chai

Short-Stories — Poetry — Philosophy

  • Beauty of the Butterfly

    Little butterfly, fly, fly away.  The sky is blue, Just for you. The wind is gentle,  But carries you through.  Up in the clouds where the heavens are.  Where God will meet you Where life never ends.  Where the sky never darkens, without honey to sweeten the amber sunsets.  Out of spring comes your blossoms.… Continue reading

  • The Stomach that Sounds

    Eyes were shut. The sound of our stomachs woke us up. We obeyed its commands diligently.  Searching left and right, we first followed our eyes, searching for something wounded, an animal giving themselves away, some kind of weak creature that could become our prey. We set up traps, snares, and sharpened spears hoping that they’d… Continue reading

  • What does a “reality check” mean?

    There is an enormous difference between people claiming that they are just being “realistic” and reality. Even idealism is closer to reality in many respects than realism. With idealism, people are simply choosing an alternative way of being. It is no more unreal than what is purported to be realism as they both involve making… Continue reading

  • I wish you weren’t here.

    “Get out of my way” “shut up” “oh, he can joke!” “Hi,” in a mocking voice. Translation -> I only care about me. You are an inconvenience. You are a nuisance. It would be more convenient for me if you weren’t here. You must not infringe upon MY personal property. It is MINE! I deserve it! I… Continue reading

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  • Rant of Duality

    Taking risks is scary when you know nothing good that comes can ever be taken for granted. Everything can be gone in an instant. Sometimes it feels like some people just bob effortlessly on the surface like a buoy… sure a big wave might come every now and then, they might go under for a… Continue reading

  • Fate

    You made out the dull sight of hope.  A fire dimly lit the cavern where we spoke. Flickering in the night, the flame burnt.  Flickering in the night, your fate woke.  The bricks on the walls dutifully held onto the light, But the ridges remained rough and unfinished—casting sharp shadows. Talons that clawed their way… Continue reading

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  • AI is Neither Inevitable nor Necessary 

    Wherever you look, from graduation speeches to mainstream media feeds, AI dominates the national discussion. A few years ago, AI was not even in something that was discussed as even an isolated possibility. However, here we are saturated by AI talk everywhere we look. This uprising of AI came with uncanny timing—in unison, all the… Continue reading

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  • Here I Remain

    What do you have more than me? A brand-new purse, a pair of fake teeth? What do you have more than me? A fancy house and a Lamborghini? What do you have more than me? A job you deserved because of “hard work.”  A salary that pays even when you are away.  Does love pass… Continue reading

  • What the Table Sees

    A finger slowly ran across the top of a marble China cabinet. “Dusty,” a man said with a groan. The sound of the blinds clattering together, vacuums roaring over the rugs, and laundry churning filled the long, empty halls. A woman dressed like a wannabe Martha Stewart emerged from the bedroom. “Oh, it is Easter,… Continue reading

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  • An Off Night on the Town

    We were electricity in the night, A spark that shined so bright.  Our lips pressing together, warm hairy thighs grazing against each other as we step in and out. Strangers in sync in motion.  The music drowning the world out. Energy locked in, eyes staying in alignment, hands interlocked.  We stood breathless in each other’s… Continue reading