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The Emergence of Spring by Mayling Chen from Vantage
Rooms
can still remember
when life was just yellow,
cornfields sprawling and
wheels whizzing down gravel paths.
auntie’s heart is gonna kill her
the doctor tells me
and then the universe pays its homage;
that grey twister
stretching towards me
like the dainty, dying hands
of my mother.
visions of straw broomsticks
wind-blown debris–
and when I open my eyes
everything turns to color.
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