Tagged: family

wednesday night, you are

wednesday night, you are
hand-rolling sushi with us,
guiding us through each

ingredient, so that nothing
and maybe everything falls out
.
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every year, dad prunes

every year, dad prunes
mama’s azalea bushes
carefully so that

they become perfectly rounded
buns well before mother’s day
.
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in the dream after

in the dream after
the dream that is just before
waking, bamboo soup,

the way mom cooks it at home,
a memory for the journey
.
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we are one dose and

not all fried chicken

not all fried chicken
are created equal – we
each take detailed notes

across the years, memories
stained with shiny family smiles
.
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in the middle of

in the middle of
a pandemic, wondering
what restoration

feels like is a privilege
reserved for the back of the line
.
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here we are – setting

here we are – setting
the table in front of three
different versions of

mama’s curry chicken, a taste
of home within easy reach
.
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two days before the

two days before the
new year, there is less bustling,
less homecoming, less

celebration, and more effort
to be together in spirit
.
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in between cultures

in between cultures
are the stuff dreams are made of –
take what you need, leave

the rest, it takes a whole bunch of
we to become all-embracing
.
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in a pandemic,

in a pandemic,
everyone is practicing
getting over the

hump of the holidays without
our loved ones – here’s to stuffing
.
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