Tag Archives: Yuxing Xia

Remorse

Gold-like rings collapsed on a pedestal and the last light ray peered through the window screen. Eclipse the day with a glass of orange juice and let half-open eggs stare back to question the unpaid bills. I still remember when … Continue reading

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Tree

There was a tree by the creek with a trunk as wide as a car wheel, and I thought about it again. Maybe I should sleep outside more if I compare nature with manmade contraptions that don’t love me. Yuxing … Continue reading

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