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Chinese calligraphy carved into a painted wooden wall

Angel Island

at the Angel Island Immigration Station our bodies levitated in minutes, ticking, ticking, alive, alive; forgo mercy and forgo hunger; slurp the pig slop; our muscles in 1911, 1912, we turned ghost and ghost again

Old Lady 2079

Boobie, listen, I don’t know what to tell you. History is people being assholes to each other in increasingly sophisticated ways.