Ngoc Doan

AT THE END

of the season
some other love affair
alike, you’d say
you’ve always loved
autumn

or in comparison
these mosquito bites
over bodies
itch

for nuisance and pleasure
it has rained

in our mouths
we’ve held it
the tip of it

we’ve work

reverberations, mur-
murs/ the walls
to apprehend

footsteps
of man apart

we do not have
conversations

Ngoc Doan is reading Joseph Massey's At the Point.