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October 2013, vol 8, no 3

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Chen-ou Liu

Under the Sun

New Year's drink
our yellow streams cross
each other's

"Son, now you're a man," Father says coldly. Something strange…something I can't articulate in his eyes. A gaze I will carry with me always.

the moon floats
from one glass
to another…

This haibun was the winner of the 2012 Great Big Little Poems Contest.