Amie Street and Unbelievable Luck
Well, if you haven’t visited Amie Street yet, you need to. This is the page for Unbelievable Luck, whose songs have climbed from 0 to over 20 cents. I recommend…
Well, if you haven’t visited Amie Street yet, you need to. This is the page for Unbelievable Luck, whose songs have climbed from 0 to over 20 cents. I recommend…
This is a lovely poem translated by Doc Rock on his blog entitled Longing. Separation is beauty’s creation.Separation’s beauty is in the intangible yellow-gold ofmorning and the textureless black silk…
The joys of ink,archaic authors often refer to,elude me. What about the visceral joy ofslamming keys in rapid succession,as if beating metaphor from tool, like a gorilla with a bone?…
An oceanof black silkengulfs me.
This is sort of in the realm of the obvious, but travel makes you greatly appreciate home. I cannot think of anything I want to do this weekend aside from…
I would tradealmost anything for another dayfor usinGwanghwamun. Soba for lunch,octopus for dinner,a book from Kyoboand a stroll beyondInsadong. The sun would set anda bowl of dongdongju(without the slice of…
That memory,sequestered in a cold room,flushes my face a candy apple red,whenever you approach,gingerly strolling down a barren corridorat Yonsei, minutes before the test was to begin.