living
X igua
by T. Jenese Thompson
High in the branches of a remote forest a large niltava discovers me
seeking pu’er tea
I hadn’t slept well during the fifteen-hour flight, my feet were swollen,
my luggage was heavy. I’d packed everything
from Texas to California and boarded
The city attempts to exist among the mighty garden -
a vigorous green seemingly faux trails the court
brush runs up to the table-side dressed of pork, lotus root
garlic, tongue and xīguā as sweet as a southern porch.
My dear Guangzhou, home a hemisphere away
32 iF Magazine | April 2018