Saturday, August 13

Dear you,

Feel better.


Sincerely,

Me.

Friday, August 12

Wave (I)

I thought I had forgotten the sounds of a hospital ward but guess not, that memory of a frail looking hero I once knew lying on a hospital bed is still etched in my head. I thought I smelt your scent in the house today, but of course, there was nobody there. I can still hear you clear your throat the way you used to. I can still remember you.


爸爸,你最近还好吧?