Ruth Tang

They painted / dyed the building at the junction, some crows caught in the paint / To this day, black crows remain, nuclear shadows post-explosion eruption of our defences / To this day, the black crows / Paints are just …

Crocodiles graze on the entrails of afternoons. Wearing his dentures Grandpa would walk down the street to the shops. In those places now they sell crocodiles in tents. Suddenly the wind might blow. The tents hold on to their sides, …