By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm / Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the poet and translator, born 1971 in Phu Nhuan, Saigon, Vietnam. The pharmacist currently lives and works in Western Sydney, Australia.
What are you thinking The way I talk is funny It is your vernacular You think only you know how to laugh Gosh as bright as the Sun Lighting up unexpectedly my ancestor’s graves Within each drop of blood (I shed each month) The tears of my parents Cut and dig Dig then cut Cut dig You understand? My ancestors are forever in your debt. _____