chased out of China
they made it West in shipping containers
up the deep water channel
into our city
the artful ones escaped the ports
dodged cars into yards
only to face their distant cousin
the American raccoon
who welcomed them
with gnashing teeth
to living hell
#katyamills
she took a train and they could see her
tear two sugars for her coffee
while the china rattled she
contemplated her navel should
i tell them what’s on my mind? she
thought she thought she
thought
#katyamills
we went to the asian market
and found a fish
to fry
packed in ice behind
a hundred
thousand pounds of
rice we were
careful not
to look
him in
the eye
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| K. June 2017 |
our gods were different and we broke into hard candy and cell phones chirping to be hacked. China and Germany were already in there, coded in sugar of maples from Canada. the world turned pink and tasted of Pepto Bismol, when all the acid washed away, I asked you and you did, Stay
If china and the usa can meet for tea
in the south china sea
what a dream this
would be
then will i know my chinese brother
who wears the knitted hat
like me
given us by our nephews
to keep warm
in the mountains
in the valleys
in the winter
a dream is only worth
making real. like the two silver hearts
i wear around my neck
on a silver chain
as my sister. in china
given us by our young nieces
replacing our hearts
from their scattered
pieces across the world
jasmine tea
in the south china sea
you and me
i give you my cup
you give me yours
and fire up our ceramics
against any twitter
polemics
arms locked at the elbows
we drink slowly
drink up. you and me
from the sunset west
looking east where she
shall rise again
red. blue and white
in the south china
sea
lighting the single candle
given us by an elder. in faith
by the bodhi
tree
they would not they
could not contain
the iron the
train
as traveled
the trax of
desire
the furnace
the fire
turned red
and blew through
the stead
of the home
of the old
katya by katya
ragged
guard
K IS SILENT 