Leapdragon 2016 - Aron Hsiao Was Here

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Usually, the strange evenings are the ones that are the most surreal, when I can’t tell what color things are or which direction is up, and I feel as though I’m floating. Tonight is strange for the opposite reason: the world is about four inches high and I can see all of it. I know exactly where I am in my life; I have no illusions and all of the colors are clear and pure.

So this is where the road begins. There is little to do but take the first step!

“You thought the leaden winter would bring you down forever,
But you rode upon a steamer to the violence of the sun.

And the colors of the sea blind your eyes with trembling mermaids,
And you touch the distant beaches with tales of brave Ulysses:
How his naked ears were tortured by the sirens sweetly singing,
For the sparkling waves are calling you to kiss their white laced lips.

And you see a girl’s brown body dancing through the turquoise,
And her footprints make you follow where the sky loves the sea.
And when your fingers find her, she drowns you in her body,
Carving deep blue ripples in the tissues of your mind.

The tiny purple fishes run laughing through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.

Her name is Aphrodite and she rides a crimson shell,
And you know you cannot leave her for you touched the distant sands
With tales of brave Ulysses; how his naked ears were tortured
By the sirens sweetly singing.

The tiny purple fishes run lauging through your fingers,
And you want to take her with you to the hard land of the winter.”