Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

i . will . write . today  §

None of the pieces of life belong to it; when you look too hard, they disappear.

I saw a man and a boy together, and across most of Sunday morning, a girl: small, bewildered, crying. If I were a god and not a man, I would have taken her — to put her out of her misery, and out of his.

I’m only a man.

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