There are rooftops …
John Yau
The world weeps. There are no tears …
I used to be a plastic bottle …
As you may have inferred, Ka Pow is not a spicy chicken dish …
They are dying out and I want to reach them before they are gone …
Come live with me …
It had to be from someone whose grandparents were born in Shanghai …
Or is it …
A blue and green city, with the sun rising behind it, just not swiftly enough …
It does not do you like it …