June 2022

   像一只乒乓球，到处碰壁
like a 乒 ping 乓 pong ball
   from pillar to post

When people ask where I’m from, where I’m really from, I ready my permutations. My mélange of autumnal streets, my obscure cities, the countries I found built on a mound of papers and tears, the pebble-sized universe occupying my left...