Under a Hangzhou sky

​Two leaves hang from a tree.
​But this is not a dead zone.
​Nor is it a dread zone.
Words and chicken burgers.
Send savory smoke skyward.
Breaking the glass ceiling.
As if it was all our yesterday’s.


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