Chen-ou Liu Poems

beach bonfire...
nothing left between
the moon and me
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a black swan
my whisky glass emptied
into the moon
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A Haibun


A long line of Calliopes clad in lily-white, waiting in the hallway. Each is enveloped in the darkness of her own, screaming. Drops of sweat stream down my forehead, falling past my eyes onto the floor. I yell, 'Push, baby, push....' The last word holding on to the inside of my muse's womb for hours.
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Remembrance Day speech..
young girls stretch a banner
that reads 'Peace Is the Way'
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one by one
fireflies escape my glass jar...
starry night
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a cockroach crawling
across 'Dirty Harry'
behind the girls...more girls
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'a sweet dream
or a beautiful nightmare? '
the echoes
of her lullaby
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two female bodies...
'Free Pussy Riot'
scrawled in blood
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