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The girl who was Thursday night
the girl who was Thursday night
It’s finally here! My second book of poetry, the girl who was Thursday night, has arrived! And it’s in English. The first publication of the book was translated into Italian for the launch at the University Library of Naples, which was in November of 2019. We’ll have a Canadian launch very soon! Please stay tuned.…
Where the world began and ended
Where the world began and ended Nokyoung Xayasane There were these branches that reached up into the sky, arms uplifted into the sun that I would climb. There was that ease of a summer day, the hot breath of the wind, a heat and a blanket on the grass. I was there, walking along the…
a memory in time
it was safe to let you go Nokyoung Xayasane You were standing by an open window, your hand on the frame. You were looking out onto the street, the curtain billowing. No witness but me. You were walking in the afternoon sun, just a memory in time. And that memory of you, it was safe…
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