Sharon Lin

Left Behind

All those wooden pens you carved from the sycamore
out front, ink still staining the nibs from the last words
on the gridded parchment.

              You:
philosopher without philosophy, adrift in a monsoon
swept up by the currents tiding away the last days of your youth

always hearing of other trails, that the walk would end
               at a golden lake. But instead of rice cakes and lotus flowers
               you find concrete

tattered threads, fingers aching from cold winds. I think about
the graceful strokes tacked to the sycamore, the lyrics like light
shining down on the granite pathways.


Sharon Lin is a Chinese-American writer from New York City. Her work is published in The Offing, Penumbra, and The Wave, and has been recognized by the Alliance for Young Artists & Writers and Penguin Random House. She was previously a First Reader for Polyphony Lit and attends the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. She enjoys waking up early and petting Westies.

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