glamorous grief

Don’t wake up the tears
in moonlight silence they become
millions of fireflies singing hallelujah
Don’t ask the wounded snails
about their mothers’ belly
naked under the equatorial sun
their sleeping spiral tells
stories from the other world
Every experience is unrepeatable
there’ll always be hope trying
to reach the shore “without
fear of the wind or vertigo”
and dreams be born and
die everyday and the uneasiness
that forces me to collision
with your universe
for one last chance

By Gracelynn Lau (during my birthday 2019)