Tag Archives: Sarah Zhang

Behind the Clotheslines, Through the Gap, Over the Fence

Behind the clotheslines that smelled of damp floral detergent, through the gap between the brick buildings that my slim shoulders could slip through, over the chain-link fence that my svelte feet could fit in the holes of, was a small … Continue reading

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Horoscope for a Wandering Sagittarius

When you get up from the sofa at dusk, it will be dark, like the frost-bitten month of January you were born in. In his room, the dust devours your clothes in the closet, before it is emptied. Your toes … Continue reading

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