Inside the Universe
A mirror can reflect my face without knowing it’s a face.
A violin can make me cry without having tear ducts.
A pretty face or empathy-shaped language is not empathy.
Style or insightful phrasing is not an inner life.
When language sounds human, we instinctively imagine a human speaker behind it.
She must be looking for me the same way I am looking for that person. Read more from here...
Fingers
A man who never distinguished between dolls and a sold one.
A woman showed me why a sold one is called a whore-
then pointed a finger at me. Why would she call someone like me?
That's why people buy and light firecrackers
by their own hand.
Desire is a bubble Read more from here...