We are all made of flesh and boneWhen it cuts through my skinit bleeds without a pauseTill a river starts to flow and extends to the oceanand pollutes the euphoric universe into a pertpetual darknessHow sharp a sword isto cut open the untouched heartSo pure as if it’s been kissed by an angelwhere the concept …
Category Archives: Politics
A Place Where I Call Home (Part I)
I was born and raised in Hong Kong. Yes, that densely populated city packed with uncountable high-rise buildings and suffocating crowds which recently got popular (or notorious— I no longer know) on the international news. I study in the US, so whenever people ask me if I’m from China, I politely smile to them and …
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