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by Lucy Le

I do not like her

She restricts me

Pours her kettle of poison into my brain

Shoving me back

Tampering with my soul

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 Ski

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

And out you shine

Glistening in the sun

Your culture

You skin

You.

You are finally free