Poetry: How are you learning to speak Chinese? by Jade Song
i think these characters are love
i think these characters are love
The pockets of my body have emptied / themselves out for the world who claims / the contents for its own.
all precious / until they aren’t
She’s not topographically agnostic.
Don’t rely/on wives’ tales
We’re marching out to sea, out to sea and sand and sky, though we don’t know where the currents will take us.
a torrent harbor, swimmer so caught
We were young & cruel
the dawn’s worn brick / thrown through the dark
an unfinished basilica of Gothic horror / between the living and the dead.