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Compare and ContrastIts one of those moments
That I want to spontaneously combust
When my mother
Or my relatives says
Your cousin got a job at a bank.
Your cousin got straight As
Your brother is in a relationship.
Your cousin always dresses nice
All of them said,
Why cant you?
Gee, I can feel my self-esteem dropping
Like a 1929 stock market,
Making me feel like a black mutt
In little pet store
Full of pretty purebred puppies
Breed to look good,
Behave and obey,
And show off by their owners
To their other owners
And their dogs,
Especially, the ones with the black sheepdogs
My dog has the finest coat.
My dog can obey every command.
My dog won Best in Show.
My dog has purebred puppies.
What does your dog do?
TwinkiesIm a Twinkie,
And made in the USA,
In a shelf
Full of mooncakes,
Like a room full of white sheep
With one who feels
Like a black lamb on the inside.
I didnt speak the same language
As my other relatives
Or speak to my parents,
They glare at me,
Thinking of me as a freak.
Presenting: The American Brat!
Watch her like any other American citizen
And have American friends
And have American boyfriends
Have to think for herself
And doesnt give a damn about her familys reputation.
I am back in the shelves,
Looking like any other pastry,
Even though I stick out like
Twinkie in shelf-full of mooncakes
The BlockThe world is dead at three in the morning
My creativity is counting on me as a writer
My desert eyes stared at the dustbowl screen
My brain is a big white room
I can hear my thoughts echoing
The blank screen in front of me leaves a trail of letters
Its my name and Untitled
My forehead made contact with the edge of my desk
Now, my brain is filled with cement
Surrounded by a barrier made of lead
The leg of my desk is being beaten by my right foot
My chin sat on left hand
My back pressed against the chair
Time for a break, for the umpteenth time
My eyes wandered to a photograph
My friend, the boy next door
My friends nose is a popup book
His nose like a plasma HDTV
My mind triggers his musk
His height makes me feel like a child
His hair is gelled into a death trap
His body is a mustang
His body also is a greyhound
I open my eyes
My screen is occupied with words
How did that get in there?
My Father in 1969My father walked with his comrade on the road
In the tropic heat, His dark charcoal hair clung to his neck like wet stamps
They were silent as they were strangers
Muted by the blood-stained events they feared
On the road, they see women in white long dresses formed into second skin
Clasping their hands into a silent pray
They see a group of old men in rags looked as they passed by
Putting an chimera-like animal over a fire for food
My father was there to teach men how to fight
More like boys, like him
But my father ever thought of was the safety of my mother in Saigon
A city of people who are bruised by the enemies who looked like themselves
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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