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Your Name

  • Writer: Skylar Wu
    Skylar Wu
  • Mar 2, 2021
  • 1 min read

Updated: Mar 2, 2021

By Skylar Wu


I am not willing to create nicknames like L’amant

since it is well acknowledged at this point in time;

all people are tainted by the weakness of imagination

and thus such creations are simply shooting targets;

I suppose Werther must be able to understand my frustrations or maybe he won’t


Does it matter if I address you, ever?

I have never detested you or found you a bore

I saw your frustration as it slumbers on the throne

a selfless and impartial king ruling through a gunshot


when you hear my name

Do you hear a gunshot spreading through the mountains alongside the spring fire?


Illustration by Kat Chen

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