Living in China
By: Jason Chang
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School ended, a magnificent feeling.
Release your neck from communism, basking in freedom
Step past the iron gates and face a ghetto-land
Walk by the graying blocks people live in.
And through the stench of public bathrooms
Skip from brick to brick in colorful sidewalk patterns
Time to time I kick a piece of trash
Look up to scout for beeping, speeding, taxis.
None...Then proceed.
Pity the trees whose trunks are painted ghost-white
Whose roots are poking out of asphalt streets.
Count the damp round spots on them and laugh.
Quick dash! When you spot the renowned crazy granny
Look up, blue skies and plastic bags
I’m almost home and swing my arms.
Feel something wet, sticky, and not pleasant.
Look ahead and see a lone man, bicycling.
Down, down the road he goes.
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