By Yucheng Tao in my dream; its strong body,like a horse on the prairie,like a cowboy's horse.It could fight, it could run.In our hearts,we once rode a blue horsein our dreams,galloping in the land of freedom.Some pain was like a lean horse,running fast for a moment before collapsing.Because my sister and I—our memories didn’t fade.There … Continue reading Blue Horse
They Came
By Yucheng Tao Originally published in Cathexis Northwest Press Tuol Slenglike a poisonous flowerexhalinga piercing venom.The palm trees swayedbeneath the faltering shadow,a procession of bones —the dead—labeled as intellectuals.They camelike a gust of wind,They camelike a herd of wild beasts.They cameslaughter upon slaughter,cursing Tuol Sleng,damning its streets and rivers.They regarded themselves as fanatical idealists,But never, … Continue reading They Came
