memory of 5.12.2008 at my university, wen chuan earthquake

no one is home... ©papa osmubal

no one is home... ©papa osmubal

memory of 5.12.2008  at my university
wen chuan earthquake
jess jia ting ting

sky as roof
grass for bed
we slept back to back
clung to each other

played
poker
told jokes
chatted
made riddles
sang songs

            —

in each corner
of the playground
light let in
scent of the fresh mud
in every atom of the air
alive
no room
for desperate shadows

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