Poem: ‘Fore/mother’
Sarah Howe, 11 September 2025
Truth becomes fiction when the fiction’s true;Real becomes not-real when the unreal’s real. Dream of the Red Chamber, Cao Xueqin
What I know beginsoutside/withinthe limits of Shanghai.A girl is born, youngest of many.One day –if it helps say the bowls are empty –the girl issold to strangers.If...