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December 31, 2025 ·
I’m fascinated by SPQR, especially the final days of the Republic, and I have a dark red shirt...
December 31, 2025 ·
To hear the whistle of the wind, woody aromas bring on oceanic scents of the past, I smell...
December 31, 2025 ·
Zenith arrives spotlighting the grass that shattered bright streaming light into the yellow...
December 31, 2025 ·
I lay across his eyes, leaning behind to see the fluidity across his skin- sub-health’s pale,...
September 26, 2025 ·
Dear Old Humans, I am writing to you from a world vastlydifferent from yours. I am a “new human...
September 26, 2025 ·
The distance between memory and I isnot length but texture, a surface I keep mistaking for...
September 26, 2025
Death is what Shi Tiesheng called “a matter not to be rushed, an inevitable festival that will ...
September 26, 2025 ·
When I was in elementary school, a boy in my class decided he was in love with me. ...
September 26, 2025 ·
There is a girl who is told to play basketball, cut her hair, and learn notto be so punctilious...
August 21, 2025 ·
A Winter Noon A winter noon. I watch the leaves – wearing their yellow costume, flying down...
August 21, 2025 ·
Ink Remembers These pages were fragile, the handwriting a relic of a different life. Yet,...
August 21, 2025 ·
外公,I Never Knew You I lingered too long in dreams— unlearned the grammar of Zhu...
August 21, 2025 ·
June 3, 2025 ·
We don’t say love every time we mean it— sometimes it’s coffee left warm on the counter, a...
June 3, 2025 ·
It’s in your touch, the way you stay, The little things you never say. A quiet glance, a hand...
June 3, 2025 ·
I’d never held a hockey stick before moving to Vancouver. Back home, basketball ruled, but here,...
June 3, 2025 ·
Have you ever watched a movie? One of those movies where the credits roll and a somber tune...
June 3, 2025 ·
A Touch, Yet Not A Touch I gaze through the light of life, Probing the fire of desire. ...
June 3, 2025 ·
Foundational makeup to soften your gaze, brushed in the hush of yearning’s touch, close your...
June 3, 2025 ·
She painted a self-portrait of her holding a pizza. It was leaned against an easel on the...