Tuesday, June 26, 2007

“ our eyes met from across the road and in that instant everything stopped, and everything began. it was as if we knew each other from the beginning of time. when dinosaurs rose and died; when the moon eclipsed the sun; when perennial flowers blossomed and withered; when secret lovers met and departed. i knew everything about you, and i knew nothing about you. you were happy and sad, you were beautiful and ugly; you were hot and cold. you could merge into the shadows and you could stand out from the light. there was so much in you but you gave nothing. i saw the bright red trail of blood trickle down your cheek, and i knew, then, that i would have to give up the whole world to get even an inch of you.”

enhui, 4:01 PM



... a wild flower dies
where it blooms

so let me be
a wild flower

its death shall be
the fading of beauty

-suchoon mo











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