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I traveled so far West it became East again, over
the mountains & through the woods until the mountains rose
again. I knew no one & knew no one could save
me. I learned to savor
the soft pink flesh of fish & listen to the odd verse
whispered by my stooped eaves-
dropping neighbor, the shy old woman obliged to serve
green tea from a stout yellow vase.
All the kneeling made my knees sore.
I moved with the ease
of an ink stain on a white kimono in a skin I couldn't erase.
Written by Terrance Hayes
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