Shanghai on the Bund
festival of tourists see...

Children always seem easier to raise
When they're little...

How many poems can you wish
That you just could hold his glove...

Reflection is only natural
when you have no expectation...

Ahead of due time
hope ever to catch up to...

Camping in the wild
I was but a child...

59 and body hurts?
I've got your cure...

Inundation
When we met you flooded me with promise...

The children’s section, when I was a child
served my sister as a babysitter for me...

Each dawning sun
brings expectations...

Absurdist beliefs completely
dominate every feeling...

Darkness. Howls. Nothing else.
Huddled on the ground, witness to mayhem...