Friday, September 5, 2014

A Room of My Own: The Years of Living Consciously

in the summer heat
I wonder
how to pronounce
my new name, Chen-ou Liu

no more migrants
chanted in Bible-belt rhythm ...
I tell him,
I am Taiwanese,
a legal alien

maple leaves
gleam and darken
on the tree
should I stay
or should I go?

a red light
flashing at the crossroad ...
I've been living
too long for a single dream
echoes in the winter air

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