I close the doors
I close the doors to the fevers of your betrayals
to your empty promises
I close the doors to the ferocious haunted nights
to the passion filled fights
I close the doors to day-old puppy love
to black and blue shoves
I close the doors to our dark paradise.
About the Author
Christine Yang is a true lover of the Creative Arts. A first generation young Hmong American woman presently rooted in the Silicon Valley, she grew up in the California Central Valley and spent the majority of her twenty something years on her own in LA and Orange County. When she’s not writing poetry, you can find her practicing yoga or at the pottery studio throwing it down on some clay.
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