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"[ Liberate—A Statue / Marble Melted ]" by ShihMin Sun

Poem for my grandma



Liberate—

a statue / marble

melted

ivied-spine / scattered

layers upon layers

jointed waxed skin

smokeless den


She within her childhood

hid behind

woods

one rifle

laid on the ground


age loaded snow

but burnt

over wide / black sand / coraled dune

in a distant far from me


flow…

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