poetry Namaka / Oct. 16, 2018 16 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 My dad used to take my sister and Iseaside to you.Before we'd even touch your waters,he'd sit us down to pray,for no matter how rough you could get,we'd take the…
poetry Hakumai 米 / Oct. 14, 2018 14 Oct 2018August 7, 2020 I know what it is to have rootsbecause I know what it is to eat rice.It tastes like homeand two thousands years of tradition.So sister, come home to me. We will…
To & From the Void 