The Dagger In My Mind Poem by Chen-ou Liu

The Dagger In My Mind



A Haibun


Dear Mr. Reeder:

What was there before your birth? What will be there after your death? And who is it, at this very moment, that is reading? Living in the world of one color, can I have December roses to perfume my attic room?

sprawling darkness not knowing the sound of snow

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