Chinese Funerals as Theatre – by Xin Lee
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Five days have felt like forever,
which is how long a widow could spend
folding a kingdom of joss papers.
Yesterday we burned my father a mansion,
a Mercedes, an iPhone, and charger.
Today, three monks in a funeral parlour,
three prayers for a non-believer,
and a mockery of the Chinese vernacular.
Tomorrow, there will remain only a son,
his mother, and one half of her daughter.
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Image: Suki Lee
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