We don’t get to eat breakfast together most days. The alarm clock goes off, you hit the button a couple of seconds later. You turn, wrap you arm around me as I sink further into the sheets, my chin resting on your forehead and the first smell of the day the sleepy fragrance of your …
Spring can be a beautiful season, with the flowers blooming, the clear blue sky promising a crisp morning. Spring can mean afternoons spent in tiny cafes, sipping on freshly brewed coffee and browsing through pretty magazines (the pictures help since you can’t read the text). Spring means new beginnings, baby romances starting with a spark …
We open the door to our hotel room and promptly collapse onto the bed. Long day. Taipei is made for walking, from switching between metro stations to trekking all over the city from one street into another; there’s always something new (or old) and exciting to see. But now we are both so tired neither …
The scenery rolls by as the train quickens – greying buildings give way to the rooftops of smaller houses as we move from the city to the suburbs, then almost suddenly and without warning, the sea. We look outside the windows, thin beaches peppered with the sort of long grass that only grow in salt-washed …
“She was the woman he fell in love with after the love of his life had passed away.” . This line came to me and even as it arrived, I knew it wasn’t perfectly constructed, I could feel its imperfection, I am troubled by the last phrase – should it be “died” or “lost” instead, …
I. Raise the Red Lanterns Raise the red lanterns The lions at the door Guarding the patterns Of peace and of war. Raise the red lanterns The lions at our door We have no weapons But our bite and our roar. . II. The Duel Over Fire Here are the dragons, here …
We get off the train at Jiantan station. “Wait,” I ask, “aren’t we supposed to go to the Shilin station to get to the Shilin night market?” “Nope, it’s this station.” “Oh. Okay. By the way, why is this station called the Fried Egg Station (煎蛋站)?” “It’s not Jiāndàn, silly! It’s Jiàntán Zhàn (劍潭站) – …
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