Macanese 4/4
A looping fold
paper on ribbon
Soaking
in water rings
She speaks
raises her hands
in curves
against the light
Invisible mosquitoes
or some palsied
caged thinking
beating in her
The ribbon paper
bleeds across the table-top
She speaks a word of Spanish
then Cantonese
Syllables piling
up in black knots across
the spaces between us
they block out the lamp-light
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