Porous Emerald
Jago stirs: something is strange. Ice-cold wind streams from the aircon and relentless chatter from the radio: "…it would not be without reason to deem it a ghost or a phantom formed by the brain…"1 Reality blur: yes, he must have drifted off. Yes, the taxi, but no, why have we stopped? W...
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2017
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| 在線閱讀: | https://hdl.handle.net/10356/82101 http://hdl.handle.net/10220/43586 |
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| 總結: | Jago stirs: something is strange. Ice-cold wind streams from the aircon and relentless chatter from the radio: "…it would not be without reason to deem it a ghost or a phantom formed by the brain…"1 Reality blur: yes, he must have drifted off. Yes, the taxi, but no, why have we stopped? What time is it? He breathes in heavily through the nose. Fog lifting: yes. The guest lecture at the Uni, voices of those students still lashing the insides his skull. Jago searches a foothold for memory. Faint whiff of tiare, plumeria: airport posters with not-so-secret voluptuous bodies. Why is he alone? Or, not exactly alone. |
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