(CW: depression)
A bubbled pink glass of deflated paradise tripped over on heavy floss of grass
and filled with a drop of marguerite talking bubblier devoid of weight of class
of 2021 synonym of fake students and their flowing words of transparent blood hit
the main quad with slurring wind shivering sunset and racing haven struggling to sit
still yet absurdity attack stopped them flowing to flow down with pink doubts numb
existence of confidence weighing on the margin toasting broken glass to plumb
the soul from waves of grass to unreachable ocean and to collect wobbly trail
of the unimagined heavy walk urges to sit down the void motionless only to fail
in twilight stirring steps of reminiscence of London plane tree leaves summer flight
of homesickness on a palm of promise of plants sitting on you silently with a tight
knot of unknown weighing you down in pain until you succumb to fall at the brink
of fountain where bird stands were light and above in Regent Park and to shrink
into tears drinking your own tears when unable to stand yet not a single plant name
could name your heaviness empty with fragrance when looking around the same
inexplicable dark magic sit on you again in your room with a glass of unreachable flow
of strawberry daiquiri when the nonexistent green was caressing you moving slow
Written by. Kexin Huang
Painting by. Robert Julian Onderdonk (Path through a Field of Bluebonnets)
Kexin Huang is an award-winning and published female poet writing in three languages. She is also a student from University College London. She won the 2nd prize of the 3rd International Festival of Poetry & Liquor “Poetic Flavor” Composition Competition (with a cash prize of over 1000 GBP). Her poems were published in Particle Literary Magazine, Subtext Comparative Literary Journal and The Writers’ Block. She is writing to create a parallel universe where she might never escape to.
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