[copy RW] Poetry (1/2): Nancy Chang

March 16, 2018, 12:34 a.m.

It All Becomes Oblong 

The length of the snap pea
Exactly matches that of my pinky finger:
Carbon sequestered,
Water to disappear unseen.
I want to become myself,
The way that earth turns brown into green.

Frame Rate

Maybe if I just describe him completely,
Well enough,
He’ll stay permanently fixed.
I’ll never keep him still, in this space.
He is much too voracious,
Like a dragon that slumbers on hot coals then
Leaves before they can all be acquainted as ash.
The glinting of his eyes suggests affairs with discontent
For the sake of amusement
In this world where happiness is too light and sickly sweet
To be carried

Login or create an account