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Skyscraps by Kay Shao

it slips between the wrinkles the faint reminder that 妈和爸 were people before parents their daydreams nightdreams and big dreams halted...

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It is absolutely wonderful to see all the changes in people brought on by the death of an individual. To see how, all of the sudden,...

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My mother dropped me off on my first day at kindergarten on a sunny August morning, leaving me with a hug and my purple drawstring Little...

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(Alternatively, We Are Rats In A Celestial Garden) My father’s father died a few days after I was born. I never met my grandfather,...

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you paint on the canvas of our skin with your rich brown hues dark as the midnight sky you color our eyes and in them lie all the...

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I'm from an island in the Caribbean where the threatening sun burns your skin, But you are used to it, so you cannot feel its warmth...

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Dear ghost, “My number one,” as you would say. “My princess, my angel.” I embodied the perfect daughter, A prodigy in your eyes--good...

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time is never-endless the clouds rush past the grasshoppers whisper their daily anthem more jagged breaths to punctuate our sentences...

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I aimlessly wade through murky waters; The seagulls are desperate for my attention. I attempt to swim through the noise. But I forget how...

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We walk along uncharted roads, I promise an adventure. He returns my exhilarated eyes with a hesitant smile, his eyes dart to the shanty...

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