Close Encounters of the Liminal Kind

Abigail Wadsworth Serfass
October 15, 2014
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Maglev train, Beijing to Wuhan—
          snacks in the holster, I ride
the test track. We are crash dummies

for levitation. Carry us, magnetic
          fields—marvel, our travel
at these speeds without wheels,

in the silver caul where we feel safe.
          I was born in Wuhan—left
at five, returning now. Here’s my ticket,

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