Tag Archives: Hannah Miao

Mirror

It was the look you gave me. Like longing whetted upon the unnaturally sharp spire of some tourist-catered cathedral. The words that erupted, toxic like the batteries & byproducts uncoiled from the sullied depths of our hometown river. How you … Continue reading

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Dissonance

After Victoria Last night, you asked about migration: how it felt to traverse mountains. The words trickled out of my mouth like a feral arpeggio peeled from the fissures of your flute—a cascade of heaving syllables that left me burnt … Continue reading

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