written by Ariana, in 2023 Spring
I prefer slipper,
I prefer shorts.
I prefer some messy breakfast stand,
than that furnished coffee store.
I prefer seminar to blown-up symposiums.
I prefer fantasia to operatic symphonies.
I prefer my math and music in minimalistic solo,
instead of bullshits stacked and piled.
I prefer beef offal under summer banyans,
I prefer downpour of flash and storm.
I prefer Guangzhou where my spirit dwells,
than here in Shanghai that my body grounds, but my mind’s elsewhere floatin’.