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1 min readSep 12, 2017
Immigrant
Immigrant: water between two shores
Ebbs and flows languidly
Languages intertwined
Into this play of
Warp and weft
Two types of wisdom
Gained
Two sets of prejudice
Discarded
Two wombs in which I dwelled
Until my embryos collided
Into a more whole
Human.
I am both enchanted by the new
And home sick dreading
I’m both dischanted by the ugly outcome
Of political distress.
I’m both
As close as one can get to being “us”