Darling by Hana Tzou

you are a sailboat, love, bright porcelain and coral blue. you put your body to the wind and ride it don’t fight it let it take control. darling, you are a city gray, shoulders against the rain, comfort to the masses. you rush through the streets with a savior’s willow, picking up fallen sheets as […]

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8:03 AM by Hana Tzou

The door opens and up I look, blinded by the light of dawn, her escapades breaking through my corneas. The door opens and in comes you, wide-eyed and youthful, a boy scout, a child. The cafe is quiet on this Thursday morning, croissants sitting serenely in their glass homes, the muffled voices of those who […]

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Ataraxia by Hana Tzou

  There’s howling on the streets. Lions, brawling, tearing each other to pieces, ripping flesh. The smell of blood streaks the sky, and steel ascends from the abyss, skyscrapers looming ominously over the bloodshed. Shouting and screaming and pain ripples through the cities, and the sour flavor of death burns the taste buds with every […]

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