Like a thrown out first draft in a book, the young do not need to belong. They just do or don’t.And the dreams of the young are keptin mildewed cardboard boxes full of meritbadges and plastic trophies from Little League. Egg shell colored. They screech like a leaking faucet.The young are young because they do not think about being young. It […]
humanity
Missing Another
Master Jingzong; English translation by Foying, edited by Jingxing We may think that our memories of people will eventually fade. But as it turns out, the feeling of missing another only grows stronger with time, although subtly. I often remember my parents who passed away many years ago; my siblings, friends, schoolmates, former colleagues; Venerable Master […]