Sitting on a minibus
My heart thumping in my chest
The driver leaking
Chrysanthemum tea
The blinding symphony of lights
Reflecting behind me
Continue reading Hong Kong – The Filling Inside My Dumplings
Sitting on a minibus
My heart thumping in my chest
The driver leaking
Chrysanthemum tea
The blinding symphony of lights
Reflecting behind me
Continue reading Hong Kong – The Filling Inside My Dumplings