Hour – 19 You will win with patience Be neither afraid of the dark nor of the night, The morning will surely come Morning will come But don’t you get tired of your life don’t lose your courage the enthusiasm to fight against odd situations…
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Hour Ninteen- Humiliation
legs exposed? humiliation headed my way Source: A blackout poem culled out from Pg. 34 from the novel Looking for Alaska by John Green.
Hour 19
Response poem to Irisa Kwok’s Hong Kong Triptych When spring never came, my friend left forever. She said, fuck the neon metropolis and instead moved to countries of fog instead of mist, brick instead of cement. She bowed not once, not twice but thrice. Swam…
City life
If you listen closely late at night the sounds of the city become ever more clear traffic noise, road hum sirens distant – and not so distant squealing tires – cars racing too-fast trucks pitter-patter of raccoon claws on alley concrete squeal of train wheels…
Shoot for the moon
When I was in elementary school they told us to shoot for the moon and you will land among the stars what I heard was that I should expect to fail And so it was confusing to me when my mother got angry with me…
Hour 19: directions to reach my home by the village bus
to reach my island home once you’ve alighted from the ferry: lift your nose inhale deeply the crisp and tangy air tilt your head inhale again does that stir memories? walk to the minibus parked beside the squat red cement shed that serves as a…