Chrysogonus Siddha Malilang’s ‘first night in Macao’
from Encounters: Never Random
after five hours of floating
in the air
or a hundred years
since the sailing
a great escape
my great grandfather did
this place he transited
now I’ll call it home
he could never
return
in flesh
his blood
that flows in me
now here afoot
he used to walk
or maybe run
whose house?