ONE LAST BREATH BY MARCO YAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 09
Heaving my chest for you inside
Tasted of a song born in the eighties.
Your neo soul vapors nullified my nostrils,
Stomped and stopped my intellect
almost my body still to the beat.
You flowed fast－intently repeating you
Inside my lungs made my future
Breaths unnecessary.
now you gone me dominated
by an abrupt four-measure rest
no more cadences
breathing is no longer necessary.
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MARCO YAN
I am a Hong-Kong-born writer mainly inspired by the inconsiderable things in life. My mission is to earn a bright side for those things and make them fresh to others' eyes. I graduated from the University of Hong Kong with majors in English Studies and Comparative Literature.