For poetry: Five Willows Poetry
Memories by Koon Woon
There is something insoluble in my tea that you poured I don’t know what it is. Could be a memory of the cold tea in our China vill...
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Beef tomato diary After work, I took a few tokes before I ate my beef tomatoes in the Bay Avenue house. Sometimes I listened to ...
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Sometimes the Window is International Beer can on rooftop, restaurant garbage bins, sexy woman on billboard with petrodollar veins, whils...
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