after Gu Cheng
the fish on the counter—the
fish wrapped in newspaper—the door
to the kitchen—blue— the bird is
rapping dee da on the window pane—open
the ground to bed the bulbs always
tips up— tulips— two lips—swinging
dee dee—the weight of the fish dancing back
to the air on a string— and
your legs stuck out—jerking forth
Sylvie Robinson is a junior at AUB majoring in anthropology and sociology. She has been previously published by Inklette Magazine and the Academy of American Poetry and is a recipient of the 2018 Academy of American Poetry Prize.
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