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Car Crash On Fuxing Road

Updated: Jun 6, 2019

I came out from the subway,

a sense of loss

began

to surround me.

People gathered around the exit,

did not give way.

I hardly knew them,

I did not understand

their dialect.

But some words, like birds

escaping

a horrifying storm,

came to me

with the sound

of Death.

It was eight in the evening,

rodents began to crawl on the street;

Cameras perched on a branch

and blinked.

A police car

parked like a corpse

beneath.


*Published in Alluvium:The Literary Shanghai Journal, 2018

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