Midwest roots. Current New Yorker. Exploring what-ifs through fiction. Sucker for a good love story.
Your most loved colors are her sky and cobalt eyes, From a brown-eyed girl
By Di Luo2 months ago in Poets
One thousand and nine Slate-grey days and charcoal nights At last, something blue
With a clunk, and a soft buzzzzzzzzz, the drone dropped off the empty box on his doorstep. Gabriel made no move to open the door. He wasn't ready to experience heartbreak yet.
By Di Luo2 months ago in Fiction
