A New Kind of Literary Pulse

Christmas was in full swing everywhere. Wherever I went, old Christmas tunes played cheerfully in the background. In little stores, in shopping malls, in headphones of strangers with the volume fa ... [+]

I am waiting… I am waiting.I have always been waiting.My eyes are closed, as they have always been.My hands float in front of my face, and even if I can't see them, I know exactly what shape ... [+]