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Dec 2016
I drowned in the history of China,
In text and torn genes,
Immersed in yellow rivers and red books
and sought refuge in Kowloon,
Practiced medicine within the wall,
All to find you.
To have a hand grace your shoulder
On a pavement in England,
And tell you where you’re from,
And that it doesn’t matter
Inspired by a verse in Li-Young Lee's 'Furious Versions', my fiancée, and the search for identity.
Kenn Rushworth
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