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拆 or Silence In The Morning

Updated: Jun 6, 2019

The building is closed;

The cafe we used to go to is closed;

7-11 is closed,

Nobody goes there anymore;

No bells will toll,

the chapel has been quiet for a century.

Only a woman with sand-colored hair walks by,

slowly,

slowly,

and wipes her eyes with a dirty handkerchief.

We are outside in the yard, trying to figure out

the scorching silence

in this big city.

On the walls that surround us,

red characters are minacious and ready to lash us away

– red characters crying destruction.


* Published in Alluvium:The literary Shanghai Journal, 2018


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