How….

Much
for that one in the window?
Colors beckon
Pretty white, smart yellow, funny brown
In that order
No black
No adjective to describe
That one

Come
your color ain’t the same
as me
as us
as them?
Sometimes the colors blend
but most times
they clash

Does
it feel to lose
mother
country
heritage?
To be alone
among all these
colors

©2007 Kim Eun Mi Young

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~ by eunmi38 on March 3, 2007.

2 Responses to “”

  1. ur words arrange themselves magically into a strong sense of you-ness. lovely. sad.dark.vivid. alive. hurt.wanting. healing. cynthia

  2. I don’t have a travel bug like most people. Having been shuffled around and kicked out of so many places in my life, moving – even if it’s just to a hotel for a weekend – is stressful for me. I like staying put, right where I am.

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