Written poems
Witch Womanifesto
Witch is not about witchcraft
Not really
It's about being rebellious, dangerous, tameless
The power to be born free, live wild, dream big
The ability to ruin
Rotten peaches
Tear them apart
Peel it sweetly
Skin by skin
Piece by piece
Burning them
Rebirth from fire
As Phoenix
As Supernova
Our eggs thriving from Riot
To infinity and beyond
XX
The Great Art
Nude sculptures
Stand proudly in museum
Showed off their muscles, strengths and tiny penises
So called the praise to human
Don’t get me wrong
I like your body, David and Apollo Belvedere
But you cannot represent me
A vague statue of Athena
decorated the background
She is the rare woman in The School of Athens
Listen, Raphael
Certainly I am not a philosopher
But I doubt the philosophy of great art.
You see
From Ancient Rome to Renaissance
Thousand years passed by
Man is mankind
Woman is just woman
Dear Athena and Venus
If this is great art
We shall break it
If this is power
We shall get it
Come here, Eve
Let’s build a new paradise
There is no sinner
Only womankind
Copenhagen summer
Part I
Sailing on the boat
Sense the breeze
Sinking in Blonde hair
With Carlsberg beer
Jump into the ocean
Embrace the summer
and little mermaid
Part II
Fly me to Louisiana
Wavering with the grasses
Immersing in the ocean
Spinning like a blue bird
Shuttle back and forth
In the air, to the clouds, from the sky
Like sunday, like rain
Part III
Green ocean
I sit in the middle of a pond
listen to the hymn from Grundtvigs Kirke
Hygge Happy
Amused in Tivoli Castle, Figaro Cafe
With roosters
A gift from Irish green dwarf
To wait rainbow reflects on pink sea
Colourful homes in Newport
Oh, København summer
is an endless fairytale
Roma
Ciao, Roma
Here I am
Surrounded by history
Ruins in everywhere
Through the leak of the Colosseum
The dome in Pantheon
The remaining columns
Tiber river
Whispering your glories
SPQR
Julius Caesar
DJ Played music under your statue
While people ride by
Augustus
Watch out
Boom！Boom！
Trajan’s Column witnessed a wedding
from the sky
Pistachio gelato melt in my tongue
I tasted Roma
In Mount Palatino
Underneath trees of weird shape
VENI VIDI
The city of Eternity