downtown express.

a release and confrontation.

We're all unlucky in love sometimes.

When I am, I go jogging.

The body loses water when you jog,

so you have none left for tears.

- He Zhiwu, Chungking Express (1994)

downtown express.

i am most at peace

with my emotions

when i am walking

without destinations.

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miles deep into the city,

every exhale is an inhale of grace-

a philosophy of patience- i reflect

and extend olive branches to feeling,

a diplomatic intervention-

a conversation with myself.

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i pour into my journeys,

let water drip upon my forehead,

embrace the heat of my cheeks,

and into the atmosphere, sorrow lifts like debris.

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some puddles extend like drapes-

they encase me, not yet ready to pull back.

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they tell me, with tight grips,

we still have streets left-

walking.