her house in yokohama

By Lucy Wan

 

my mother
on the narrow streets

the streets
her old haunt

her ghosts

my mother her ghosts
and me

crowded on these empty streets


 

About the Author:

Lucy Wan is a senior studying Marketing, Organization Behavior, and Entrepreneurship with a Creative Writing minor at Case Western Reserve University in Cleveland, Ohio. She loves to try ice cream in every city she visits.

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