MUSING
I do not like her She restricts me Pours her kettle of poison into my brain Shoving me back Tampering with my soul
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And out she shines Poking the mind with insecure thoughts While she laughs at the crumbling Weak Little old me And now the Fatty Duck Skin The Red and White ao dai dress The Slanted eye And yellow skin All things you used to love Are tampered A reminder that you are a foreigner Little land on the cool water, Slushing against the ricketing dock Calms the mind Smell of crackling fire Burns the sins Blows the ashes away
poetry by
lucy le
And out you shine Glistening in the sun Your culture Your skin You. You are finally free
FALL 2021 | 9
