My fingers smell of oil, onion and garlic. Wok. Smoke… smells like my grandma, malingers and sleeps. One thing but with different forms. A singular assumes many, permeating under one… shadow. An object, possessing varying angles. A bed to use Plato’s example. A car, a face, etc. Objects equate to object. Here, the singular manifests… Continue reading

Pista. Polux. Straciatella. Bechstein. Massage. Home. Shark fin. luminesce of white night Rain. Rust… Continue reading

Leaving for Taiwan Had to say bye to dog Do dogs say goodbye Do they wait or forget. Either way, it does not apply to me. I can say goodbye but not goodbye to my goodbyes. Must I remember them. Of my forgetting… I can smoke my memory, but only to see them propagate more Continue reading