Morning in Chinatown

by Suzanne Burns

Originally published on February 1, 2001

Vendors slice the skin of brown boxes, Releasing the vegetable blood Of green beans strung like beads, Closed fists of cauliflower, Sleepy leaves of bok choy. Pastries gilled like fishes Swim in metal bins heavy With plums and brown mushrooms Curved like noses and toes. Movement ensues As tourists photograph The lions at the gate, [...]