Wednesday, November 26, 2008

'Měi Tiān' (Every Day)

The sun clearing through the smog, lights shifting off, fires and steamers igniting, aromas arise; a breeze brushing through the trees, curtains flaming into the warm room; the sun kissing her forehead gently, eyes tweaking open, the sounds of mā mā in the kitchen, rice in the fryer, fish defrosting. She wakes to the bliss of the morning, legs across, arms within the sheets, alarm goes off. The day begins, tea is sipped, clothes are worn, school is attended, walk is walked, and studies are done. Night falls, supper is eaten, bath is taken, and rest … rest is... assured.

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