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MAP (7) by Ye Chun
7. Olympia, Washington The Pacific Ocean shovels coals in the distance. My drunk friends drop pebbles at me as I lie on the couch losing water. Be happy, be happy, be happy. I’m trying to see spring sprout, mountain that smells like green apple,
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MAP (5) by Ye Chun
5. Lhasa Seeds tier in a pomegranate. Sweat beads convex-mirror corners of a night. You pick up a piece of coal from roadside, wrap it in a blue and green checked handkerchief
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MAP (4) by Ye Chun
4. Shenzhen Streetlamps imitate stars. Stains on a hotel ceiling imitate mountains, boats and ruins. …either do great good or great evil, the journalist, 23, says. We walk
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