The time will come when our silence will be
more powerful than the voices you strangle today.
-August Spies

At Shekou Walmart, street lamps
wave red flags, and nobody gathers
to sing the Internationale.

They’ve rounded up the rats
on Nanhai da dao
for the holiday,

and Garden City Mall
has cautiously conspired
to mass pink flowers

in the ocean of red
that lines the escalator
outside Starbucks.

Dao ke da feichang dao
Dao ke dao feichang dao

Voices still,
silence, small, will
carry on, nameless.

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