Above the remote village of Dayangba by the banks of the Yangzi River, there stands an abandoned Western-style mansion. This is Stephen Liu's family home, which he gladly left in the 1940s to fight WWII in India and Burma. Wandering the seas as a vagabond poet, little did he know he had escaped the violent takeover of China by the communists, or that his parents and siblings would pay dearly for his adventures. Settling in Las Vegas in the 1960s as an English Literature professor, Stephen was trapped in the desert and searched desperately for a way back to his family in China. He succeeds, but the reunion is bittersweet. Stephen faces disillusionment and confusion. At 87 years-old, the only home that exists for Stephen may be in his poetry.