Poetry by Lian Wang


the sky curves at the edges of the sea, beyond the pink bricks of my apartment. i think if i were floating in midair i would see the sky curve in a dome like those science fiction movies where people live in floating glass balls. i know that if i move a couple miles over the sky will still curve downwards from me and i will still stand as if i were the center of the earth. maybe that’s what spheres do, they make you feel special, like everything slopes downward from you. in a way that’s true. sometimes i wonder how a bunch of christians went so long thinking the earth was flat. isn’t god supposed to be perfect? what is more perfect than the sky that curves around everyone, everyone is the center of the earth. isn’t this god? how can you be so encompassed in a world, in god’s reach, if you were merely a point on a flat plane? maybe that is the contradiction of ancient religion.

Lian Wang is a high school senior from Hong Kong, studying in Pennsylvania. She enjoys writing poetry and essays and is the editor-in-chief of her school’s literary and arts magazine, Blue Review. Her work has been recognized by the Scholastic Art and Writing Awards, and has appeared in Polyphony Lit, First Light, and Scarlet Leaf Review.

Photo by Adolfo Félix on Unsplash

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