exploration of personal growth, reflections on changes in my emotional life,
and a few pieces that address social issues, such as gender topics,
with calls for awareness and hope.
Special thanks to Chloe Zhong for her support in this section.
A piece of freewriting
Train running backward, twenty more minutes till the next stop
Blocks of buildings. Tree and water
Running, running, running –
Toward the opposite
The other side of me
Suddenly, a bit lost
About the ginger yellow light, car 6283,
And three bottles of American beer.
Then the sun started setting
Outside the window
“we fell in love”
From the headphone,
“My girl”
And July
The last time I listened to this song---in summer,
I was pondering.
Something ineffable flooded in,
My world.
Crowds revolving around me
Light and shadow
Flickered
Our fall—
I sat with her, happy hands interlocked. Watching everything around us
Water, trees, buildings
Beacon, New York, Daisies.
Her
Rewinding, of everything,
Except us.
Above
To my world.
One day, I woke up by the dark night
The soft, glowing moonlight lay bare
Shortness of breath
Spirit in surplus
Tonight-
She’s struggling,
So alluring
I once pondered,
yearning to possess a tree
To have its branches, its seeds, its roots,
everything.
Then winter,
My heavy, overwhelmed winter
Farewell, my tree
I need to go a little farther.
A vessel
sending off solitude
As another poem
I plead to take on the faith of atheists
plead for the elephants to return to the plain
plead --- for the soul to chronicle the passing years.
I plead for stillness
And then a sigh.
Summer
Twelve o’clock
A reverie of dusk and night
Ongoing.
Bathed in
Bodies and souls entangled
in lingering obsession,
the soggy sunlight
An outdated whole
From top to bottom
That charred
flimsy,
a pond of milk-like
Heart
Evaporating,
Intersecting.
Before I met you
my auto was a tarnished poem
its beginning a blank frontispiece
Cold, dizzy
Extinguishing on its own.
Until I saw you
it became about the sea
about roses
about storms
about the moon in the wilderness
the undulating breath
and my desires.
To me,
The you about me.