Not a second
or you’ll stop, the
primacy of an event
depends on its having been
for so many the mistakes
all blending into one
common take from all
the others spinning off
eyes in the generator
sun oil pools in
the sky reflected
and like as actors
we agree: COSTUME!
ripples generally
we all take photos
with our phones
of all we see
xiaojie vs. bao’an
chemical peel ads
roads asunder
capitalist ass
socialist tits
harmonycock
a tariff farmer
a mixed martial arts champ
and a woman flattened
by cement truck snap!
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One in a series of dailies written at head-speed en route to the office on Shanghai’s 10 Line, usually somewhere between the Shanghai Library and the Hongqiao Lu stops around 8:30 in the morning or so. (Though this one was written in the office.) Sometimes I’ll post them here.
The name of the series is TOWERS.