JINGYI QIU

Jingyi Qiu studies the impermanence of life, the thoughts of human depravity and the pain in all tangible and intangible existence. She gains inspiration from her practice in speechlessness and the insights she gains from facing various unavoidable human emotions and habits. She studied film and literature at the Beijing Film Academy for four years before coming to America to study Fine Arts Photography and Creative Writing at California College of the Arts. She won third place in Rough Cut Press writing contest. She currently lives in Berkeley, California———————————————————————————————————————————————————— Publications: —— “unhinged(again)”https://roughcutpress.com/issue-8-duende/ “written in the 2020 quarantine time”https://www.magcloud.com/browse/issue/1766830?__r=247632 “performance art" www.rogueagentjournal.com/issue62 “written in the 2020 quarantine time”http://shortvinejournal.com/digital-journal/

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新家

错落的瓦片填满了窗户 每个人都居安思危 临睡前用刀子切药片 青年人永远在健身 死了的不再动弹 你听见我说 我说 那些机会轮不到我的 就像每天说服自己早睡 都会失败一样 狭隘的心对诅咒没有免疫

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父亲 1965

那些声音在召唤我的修饰语 我的眼睛和我的行动 回应了落在荒漠里沉重的翅膀 我记得最清楚的是你灰青色石板的脸 像极了烤焦了的猪肝 我与你之间 那些没有回旋之地的交流 家在海底的孩子永远在漂泊 房东和我的父亲一样的年纪 但他永远不会成为我的父亲 思想像腊肠一样正悬挂在房间上头 确诊

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拒绝交流

抚摸我 就像你从未抚摸过别人一样 那些熟悉的感觉解构了我 拥抱我 就像你碾碎一块石头

一边奔跑一边尖叫 荒野在怯场 酥油灯浇过我的头顶 在混乱中获得智慧的豹

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我们总是忘记说原谅

在最开始的时候 我们总是忘记说原谅 嘴张的很大 眼里下着雪花

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none

they picked up my body put flowers in my mouth delivering me into the river like a dandelion the stem broke through the soil with the seed i brought my stupidity  enter another nothingness 

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nothing happens

scoop out my eyes

the void licks my swollen tongue

back to the raw

state of language

aversion to the flesh

only brutal psychological activities remain

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what is 0

the simpler things are

the more complicated they are

the more complicated things are

the more empty they are

what am i expecting? 

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a bloated universe

a horse ran in the wall and ran into a wound

a festering wound

testicles became the universe

and spilled out of the wall

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others are not myself

i'm an extreme line

without regret 

sitting  

under the moonlight 

mute body 

beyond awareness

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literature as literature, mirror as mirror

we have different beliefs, we suffer the same sufferings 

drink your piety and go away

 my profound boredom and limitations crowned me  

i was born from that window you’re behind

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you can make me feel bad

the price of "normal life" is pain, abnormal pain

no one will hold your hand all the time

because the hand is extremely important to them 

and is an indispensable organ

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i thought i knew myself very well

i'm tired of symbols, hiding in language

live on the tip of the needle

witness the misfortune and loveliness of all

stepping around the pillar, i heard the contemplation of fire

it'll be dark soon

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clearing

1 nude, 9 nudes, 80 nudes

700 nudes, 900 nudes, 1,000 nudes

the incandescent lamp is shaking

the dry passion is begging for rain

all simple things become more complicated than they need be

to form a density of pain

black skirts, white faces

thousand nudes falling from the air

they crowded into a small glass room

trembling 

in most cases 

we speak nothing

do nothing

swaying from the loneliness

seeking a clean and clear road in this feverish pain

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you want it darker

the white steam over Brooklyn‘s streets is the fire of the underworld 

people walk on the bridge 

and dare not look at each other

dare not to shout out 

what they really want

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unhinged(again)

we were robbed of our phones (laughter reverberated deep in the earth’s crust) 

the swelling of buildings, seabird alarm 

a phobic country

capture and clone barbarism itself

dazzling light 

capitalism hemorrhage

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ascetic mountain

frozen, chaotic teeth

motto

 has America ever loved you？

no nationality, no gender, no strategy 

we are just a transparent rope

a rough surface, a grudged heart