As Us

A Space for Writers of the World

JiaJing Liu – Poetry


I put you
in a box, wrapped it in duct tape,
and chucked it all into
a pond next to the big house on the hill.

Seasons changed.
The mossy stones grew green beards,
autumn and spring,
thicker every year.

I erased you
from a map of the world.
A map I drew
of me and you.

Years passed.
I colored in islands and inlets,
marked a few fishing towns.
It is a treasure map now.

The house is a museum,
the hill a mountain.
Buried under an unnamed sea
is a box, wrapped in duct tape.

Maybe only God can forgive.
All I know is to forget.

Contributor’s Notes:

JiaJing Liu photo_As UsJiaJing Liu is a writer, editor, and translator. Her work has appeared in a variety of print and digital publications, including The Awl and LEAP. She is currently working on a novel set in Arizona. JiaJing can be reached at

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