- ROB LO, YUCHIA
- 1985年生,宜蘭人。紅樓詩社出身,臺灣大學新聞研究所碩士。現於資本市場討生活,頭不頂天,腳不著地,所以寫字。 曾獲文學獎若干。著有現代詩集《青春期》,《嬰兒宇宙》,《偽博物誌》,《我只能死一次而已,像那天》,《嬰兒涉過淺塘》;散文集《樂園輿圖》、《棄子圍城》、《天黑的日子你是爐火》、《阿姨們》。作品多次選入年度散文選、年度臺灣詩選,以及《七年級新詩金典》、《港澳台八十後詩人選集》等選本。 Contact email: yclou342011@gmail.com
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May 6, 2005
2005/05/02
Here comes a dead man walking through the coldest scene.
He walks by a hundred kinds of lives, and he's with the most
charming air of death. He is the one. He's a dead one.
His heart isn't beating and his breath comes with no oxygene. There's
a sad, dead men walking by my side.
I am really upset about him. I am going to be him.
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