this is an older poem of mine inspired by the characters in the book Chinese Takeout. the title of this poem derive from the two characters named Or a..
[Part I]You're making lines on my empty canvas...jagged lines that give awayyour insecuritiesand I don't mindwhich direction you go inas long as we me..
I'm jealous of the windthat touches your face everyday.I'm jealous of your thoughtsbecause they have the advantageof venturing through your mind,creat..