Category: 詩; poetry

there are no copies, though it appears to be, when quantized, and compared. yet, we<|,> li<v|c>e in quantization, consuming theContinue Reading

“put your hand down!” he said in the elevator, slapping her hand, joyous expression. terminated. “Hello….,” “Hi there,” hands raising,Continue Reading

“I thought you didn’t have a name”,1 Perhaps it’s true, it really is, for the nameless name is yet notContinue Reading