A Full-Length Mirror

by Julie Wang| We rented a studio apartment in the middle of Taipei. It was cramped, so we piled everything up to the ceiling to save space . When getting dressed, I can only see my top half in the bathroom mirror. “I can’t see if my dress looks good or not,” I would say.…

Listening

by Kevin Huang| Through the peeling wall I listen as you pop your knuckles one by one. Each pop makes me twitch. Twitches that I barely notice, perhaps because I have become so used to them over the year. Delicate pops of destruction echoing through the wall. A wall that I pray will never crumble.…

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