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Some Whole Wheat Words. I kind of always wished that if you put enough of your emotion into the details the story would just tell itself. Wrote this for Jen back when she was:. And bent into the sofa. Listening to the oxygen machine. Like ropes across the deck. Of the ship of my father,. That vast river he’s crossing. I feel the chill on my feet. And feel the pull. Of the neptunian velvet. And I begin to sink. Into the cracks in the cushions. And the plaster ceiling crashes. In moving waves above me.
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hoang kong: April 2008
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The tumultuous bildungsroman of A.H. in H.K. Tuesday, April 22, 2008. Dim sum, old Chinese propaganda posters and cool trees. At the Renfrew Restaurant that is on campus:. These posters are from the Hong Kong Museum of History:. Hong Kong has a plethora of cool trees. It is much more than an urban jungle, my friend. Remember when you used to draw trees and shrubs with flowers on them when you were little? Then realized that they don't actually exist? Okay maybe that was just me. But they do exist! I went...
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hoang kong: March 2008
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The tumultuous bildungsroman of A.H. in H.K. Sunday, March 30, 2008. This post is going to be about food. Sometimes though, restaurants will offer their usual menu at a discounted price. At tea time, you will find 65 cent salmon hand rolls and other such 50% off sushi at a restaurant in Kowloon City Plaza. It is fresh and delicious, despite how sketchy the term "discount sushi" may seem. One can find this delicious mango and salmon roll for only about $1 CAD. Tuesday, March 11, 2008. What's in a name?
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Friday night seoul air smells of hot puke and fresh tar. The sky as dark as drool. The neon gutters snakehipped in our alcoholic breath. Reflecting, blue as veins, the shaking signs of chicken-foot soup. The scissoring legs of the moving partiers. The stares, the dirty windows mirroring, telling us. June 17, 2011 at 11:33 pm. Laquo; 28 May 2011. Subscribe to comments with RSS. Hope things are well and hope to hear from you soon enough. June 24, 2011 at 7:12 pm. You are commenting ...
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28 May 2011 | Some Whole Wheat Words
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Leave a comment ». I think it’s liftoff I fear. It forces you into the immediate. I am no longer in control. I can’t just unbuckle and walk away. June 12, 2011 at 12:34 pm. Laquo; And That Was That. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. My Depressed Old Blog.
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Now I’m on a shisha patio. The goldenness in the mind. Instead of the glass. The effect smaller and self-contained. Not reaching too far or promising too much. My friends are going pear-picking tomorrow. The promise of grainy pearflesh. Pear tart, pears in brandy. Seething the pears in honey. Removing the skins with the fingernails. The promise of a pear small. Hanging low in the quiet sunlight. Not reaching too far into the tree. Not speaking to each other. Laquo; Sandwich Gourmet.
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1959-2010 | Some Whole Wheat Words
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Some Whole Wheat Words. Leave a comment ». Do not go gentle into that good night,. Old age should burn and rave at close of day;. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right,. Because their words had forked no lightning they. Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright. Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,.
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hoang kong: February 2008
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The tumultuous bildungsroman of A.H. in H.K. Thursday, February 28, 2008. By the way, I did visit both Thailand and Vietnam during my Chinese New Year break, but have been too lazy to blog about it, as there is too much to tell. But please see Jessica's Edible Tour. Of our trip. Those pictures barely scrape the surface of the edible haven that is South East Asia! Wednesday, February 27, 2008. There must be something in the water. Sunday, February 17, 2008. I've yet to see an official People Pusher in act...
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The tumultuous bildungsroman of A.H. in H.K. Wednesday, July 2, 2008. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). A Daily Dose of Hong Kong Imagery. Gifts for the deceased at one of the outlaying islands. Tales From the East. Everything Looks Perfect From Far Away. Confessions of a Young Woman. CIDA intern living and working in Varanasi, India. Climbing the steps of one ghat at a time. View my complete profile.
