I met a man atop the tallest peak of a tiny Pacific IslandI stared into his pitiless eyes, and he sneered, resentfulBehind lenses that immerse him in reality, artificialAnd labels that brand him with the names and the facesOf a country he’s never desiredAs I laid wailing and failing and crying and dyingHe pressed aContinue reading “Singapore”
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Armistice
Armistice, armistice, peace at lastHave you learned to love those leaves of glass?Or do you long for softer things, like liberty in the harbourThat call to stretch your arms farther, fartherDo you even have what it takes? To leave those sheets of snow?Leave your boys on a mountain’s edge, say ‘last one, time to go’OrContinue reading “Armistice”
Alone in America at the End of History
Sometime in the early 90s, a bright-eyed, idealistic young man, fresh out of high school and his mandatory two years of military service, packed up everything he had to his name and crossed the ocean for the very first time. The almost thirty-some-hour quadruple flight from Singapore to Tokyo to Chicago to Madison, Wisconsin mustContinue reading “Alone in America at the End of History”
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