nai nai – Lucy Yang

  drooping belly     afternoon sun
      damp tunic     handsewn
     wispy scalp     a shelf of birds
knobbed knuckles     pressed in my palm
  tomato and egg     stir-fried stew
pittle and tears     in lines on skin
  toothless grin     early goodbyes
     bags filled     shoes tied
  sliver between     door and frame
       she waits     I wave

Lucy Yang

Lucy Yang (she/her) writes and teaches on the traditional and unceded territories of the Skwxwú7mesh (Squamish) and Səl̓ílwətaɬ (Tsleil-Waututh) Nations. Her work has appeared in literary and education publications, exploring feminist diasporic identities and pedagogy. She holds degrees in English literature and secondary education at The University of British Columbia.

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