18. Tell-Tale Coffee II : Dream Tall
I once dreamed to become a tree, so I visited the tree outside of our home every day, and prayed to it, "oh, I want to grow up to be like you."
Read More17. Ode to Dead Flowers II
She sat in the corner at the table, her face glowing like a fresh carnation, but on a second glance, her back is bent, her eyes milky.
Read More16. Tell-tale Coffee : Now the Loss Is Ours
The espresso is mine, the sugar yours.
Read More15. S Bahn Rumination I
Door opens, door closes. I find myself a seat next to the window, facing the same direction as the direction in which the train travels, sit down, take out a pen and paper from my cotton tote bag, and start scribbling.
Read More14. Ode to Dead Flowers Series I
He sent her a dead rose every evening.
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