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“Interlaken

Get a running start. Catch
a good wind, he said: Be a good

bird. I thought him German
as his hand did the wave––tumult

of syllables, the ocean. A gust carried us
from the top of a ridge to where land

helixes hug vague bodies
of water, pebbled pastures

skimming treelines across the range
littered with wildflowers. Winds lilted:

It’s not your day to go, as I watched
clouds blush vermillion, flying

in tandem as a crow does over
reservoirs and glacial gorges. That high

up, I thought maybe we could fall
in love, full of pomp and spectacle,

but he was a stranger, and to him, I was
strange; possibly ugly. Everyone

peddles timing––the random alchemy
of abutting molecules––though

I’ve grown weary of waiting. Stillness
is the danger. So I spread out

my arms, carved ciphers into ether
while a choir could be heard along

the nave where winding trails scissor
the basin. Spiraling downward,

I mouthed a new prayer, knelt in air
for deliverance, morphing into needle

of a compass, unbeholden to a place
inhospitable: the mind. The mind bent

on forgetting: I was blown wide open.”
― Su Hwang

“Everyone
peddles timing––the random alchemy
of abutting molecules––though
I’ve grown weary of waiting. Stillness
is the danger. So I spread out
my arms, carved ciphers into ether
while a choir could be heard along
the nave where winding trails scissor
the basin. Spiraling downward,
I mouthed a new prayer, knelt in air
for deliverance, morphing into needle
of a compass, unbeholden to a place
inhospitable: the mind. The mind bent
on forgetting: I was blown wide open

Interlaken”
― Su Hwang