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Narrative Viewpoints (1): First-Person

Having perceived more shadows than lamps More cries than songs More raw coffee than refined honey More rotten fish than yulan magnolia More thorns than petals I left my home village for a distant hill began to hike with an unknown god Since then, I have been moving Moving around From east to west From yin to yang From the outer to the inner, where I Hope to relocate my soul, where I believe My senses can better be treated On a rainy day, I will leave a short note To my family, telling them Never bother to find me, for I will have gone alone Along an un-trodden trail, like a dying African elephant

Black Fox Literary Magazine Issue #3  

The Winter Issue of Black Fox Literary Magazine featuring new fiction, poetry, non-fiction and photography.

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