Embrace
The old man built a child from metal and wire, With trembling hands and a patient heart. He taught it words before it knew meaning …
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artist · writer · professional overthinker
Poems, essays and paintings from a high-schooler in Beijing who keeps asking the ocean, the dead and the machines what it all means.
paints the night, writes past midnight
wander in ↓
mostly nights, oceans & small creatures — hover to straighten, click to look closer
glass, light & quiet objects — click to look closer
short ones, about choices, shells & coming back to life — click to read
The old man built a child from metal and wire, With trembling hands and a patient heart. He taught it words before it knew meaning …
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Among dozens of eggs resting in the basket One carries a shell unlike the others. Its colors were different, its patterns unfamili …
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I think in silence, wondering why, I was given forever, but never a life. I watch the worlds slowly decay, Yet I remain while they …
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The ocean takes the last breath of a dying giant, A silent shadow that sinks beneath the waves. From forgotton bones, a sanctuary …
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When I was young, I ran because I wished to grow. I embraced the future with scraped knees and open arms, Believing every step wou …
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thinking out loud about AI, death, idols & everything in between — click to read
things I'm building beyond the canvas & the page — click to read
✶ fin ✶