Lin : Writing

Dream 1

Dream 1

A Story by Lin


I was standing in a tunnel of sorts, something wrought of iron and concrete with buzzing fluorescents overhead. A humming surrounded, and as I walked ..
Third wheeling a downbeat

Third wheeling a downbeat

A Story by Lin


“Wanna play?” you nodded encouragingly toward the tambourine you were offering me. I could see the preferred answer, but I shook my hea..
Squeeze

Squeeze

A Story by Lin


My face sounded like something harder than bone hitting the gravel road. I remember that for a moment the impact left me numb, and I was more concerne..
Blinking

Blinking

A Story by Lin


Cars whizzed by as I stepped out into the street, the worn soles of my shoes smacking the pavement in a hollow, almost sickening fashion. My hands w..