It gets funny thinking about how, once again, I’m trying to roll a dice that may not even exists. To roll the dice — we talk about raising hands backward, saving momentum and getting ready to roll — I’m an expert. You catch a fling of thought and happily mistake…

Late at night I think of Juliu River and Juliu River. I prefer to call her the Liao River. I was born by the Liao River, and the first page of the old photo album is a little girl wearing a red flower jacket and some duct tape because of…

The word “personal well-being” popped into my head at an absurd moment, as if I understood something. Then, impatiently searching around for it in my mailbox In doing so I just want to find the last time someone, under what circumstances, said to me that the most important thing is…

I Kissed A Girl (fiction) I told Qian I kissed a girl, she bombarded me with the aged-old Katy Perry lyrics and a wry smile, “I kissed a girl and I liked it, the taste of her cherry chapstick.” “Flashback the 2000s.” “It felt so wrong, it felt so right.”…

又一个夏天过去，积攒了整个秋冬春的生气被一并燃尽，化作灰去了。 是我老了么。生命中鲜活的、蓬勃的、热烈的统统都被燃尽，在不久前的夏天，等等，就在一天、两天、三天……十天、十一天、十一天前！十一天前，统统都被燃尽了……十一天前，最后一点，统统都被燃尽了…… 那日大西洋上空飞过一只白色的大鸟，他是那么的硬朗、羽翼又是那般挺拔。他殷勤地凑上前，问我要不要和他走，我犹豫了。他便受到了默许般凑得更近，将我轻轻托起……我一时坠入了这温柔乡，动弹不得。 躲在他的怀抱中，我迷迷糊糊，混混沌沌，只知道是被带去了很远的地方。四下里阒无人声，我便也屏住呼吸，闭着眼睛，同他穿入一朵又一朵潮湿的、冰冷的云。 他说到了。我扶着腰，脚试探着踏上已知或未知的、坚实的土地，缓缓站起。我望着他，目光里大抵还有些许深情，一点期待，一丝怨怼……他垂下眼帘，什么也没看到似的，蓦地、飞走了。 喂 — — 我叫道。 他没有回头。 喂！我叫得更大声了。