Tag Archives: Tiffany Kang

count the moons

i wash dishes in the apartment of the man who intends to marry me. against the side of my lover’s kitchen sink, the plastic rice bowl clangs. as muddy water plunges down – i consider its tail swirling into the … Continue reading

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consider the caged bird

“there is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you.”    – maya angelou for three years, i draped a double-string of christmas lights around my room to make it feel like home. in college, we decorated our bodies … Continue reading

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I WAS HERE

the body is a bookshelf   dust will settle over the story you stenciled in my skin   this morning, we found a thin film of ash shimmering on our flesh   proof we coaxed love into fire friction into fuck so hard the last match … Continue reading

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winter bone

today it rained. for the first time since i moved here, it rained. i’m reminded of the corner of 40th and market. philadelphia’s weeping streets. the basin that spilled into our boots at both ends of locust bridge. memory       resembles … Continue reading

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