When the Motherland

Finds Home in

Your mouths,

My heart Beats

as fast

as You Speak.

I Hear

the Sun

You Both

Grew up under.

Teach Me

to Taste


on My


so that

every time

I Open

My mouth,

I Meet You

Back Home.


for my grandparents

in memory of nana (1938-2017) and tata (1938-2018) (far right)

photo from high school graduation, june 16, 2017

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