OUR CATEGORY : Kathy Qian

On the verge of frost

Treading on sullen turf, I find her by the jogger’s path, trembling in the wind, and crimson garb scattered at her feet. November has washed out her skin, forgetting the black swells on its surface – Apiosporina morbosa. If not winter or spores, it will be the notice, posted in bold, that kills her: DISEASED […]