Tag: Immigration

It was a family of women buccaneers

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My spirit rose to meet this challenge

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The sky was red and all my life was in it.

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Look at the colour of it

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The girl is a peasant warrior

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From now on I shall only wear white,

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Everyone was fleeing and everything was temporary

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They didn’t dare before; now they do, that’s all

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There you go again, narrating through a prism of pain

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wade/ through black jade/of the crow-blue mussel-shells

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Beware against the sweet person, for sugar has no nutrition

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The line of light marking the bottom of the locked door

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Questions of displacement

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summer rains / trace of a poem card/ torn off the wall

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I don’t scream. I’ve thrown my mouth away.

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The words we speak leave small bruises on the skin,

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I remember that life in that room seemed to be occurring beneath the sea

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The speed necessary to replace loss

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