Sep 28, 2016 | Featured, Fiction, My Lies, Poetry |
that moment our eyes met just walking down the street. there’s no emoji for it, nor an app that can deliver it to your door (traffic contingent within 30 minutes or your money back) that moment our eyes met just finding a seat on the bus. watching the mediocrity...
Sep 21, 2013 | Fiction, Short Stories |
One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo’s fashionable Harujuku neighbourhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl. Tell you the truth, she’s not that good-looking. She doesn’t stand out in any way. Her clothes are nothing special. The back of her...
