Norman Jin Shyr Wang


Die Of Thousands Deaths

He was taking out a sharp dagger
and I was sitting there.
Feeling that he was piercing through the forest
of my hair,
I was sitting there.
He was chopping my hairs in order and in disarray.
I smelt dripping of sweat and blood from his hand.
And I was sitting there.
He is finishing off my head and face and next

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