Ping Yi

Nov 19, 2024 | medium.com | Ping Yi

A trailer scriptPing Yi·FollowPublished inSlackjaw·4 min read·--Photo by P.Y. Yee, 2022[Trailer opens with a shot of sunlight beaming into a kitchen through its bay windows, casting a warm glow over everything. Lingering shot on a leather-bound notebook, embossed with the name: “Steve”.]Narrator:Steve was looking forward to a whole morning… of writing. Steve:Oh boy oh boy, I can’t wait to write. This is going to be so good.

Nov 14, 2024 | digitalcommons.library.tmc.edu | Ping Yi |Xinzhe Yu |Zhao Wang |Bert W O'Malley

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Oct 21, 2024 | mdpi.com | Ping Yi |Shen Wu |Shuai Huang

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Sep 1, 2024 | medium.com | Ping Yi

Schrödinger’s cat dies and dies again, nineout of ten when it sends a poem forth,clammy paws on eyelids closed, in felineterror of annihilation, rebirthon the cusp of opening the replyfrom an editor, whose words tease and charm,slinging the cat up and down, top and high,bottoming with a blessing that’s no balm:the best of luck finding a life elsewherethat better fits the kitty and poetry.

Aug 6, 2024 | medium.com | Ping Yi

Cleaved by Thor’s boltI fling the shower head away,its spray corkscrewing across,wetting my tatty towel,the thunderclap rattlingshampoos on acrylic shelves. I check my heart for Hel’s mark,search my breath for Hades’ holdwhile still the water runs,still the Hyades howl without. Then Odinson hurls his encoreand I jump a second time.