Song(Yuzhi) Zheng
They/them
1997
Thesis: Yes, I'm not sure
to pause
without history
already flushed by
time
passes by with
the sound
of demanding:
to reclaim
to scream
to reckon
to bloom and the words
crashing down
on my bare feet
force me
to pause
(or do I choose to?)
be still
because of the weight
of the words
unable to retreat
because of the disguise
of the memories
i learn from time
to erase my history
fully aware
that I too will be
erased
shrank and shone
just to pause
