My friend called, saying that his kid’s ankle is permanently damaged, meaning she could no longer run in the way she did before.
To Jiajia (a young poet who cannot run)
Please
Let me create a car for you,
A car like crystal filled with sunshine;
Let me drive you to see the world.
Let us run no more, take no more buses and planes;
Thus
You would see no tree skin, fish swim, water ripple
Smiles and Sadness.
You’re here already,
So no more rush,
Let summer come in slow motion
Let light come inch by inch and go little by little
Designer: Ping Ding
