At the boarding gate, colossal windows display
giant cocoons of steel, as we sit for the time to tick
an antiseptic air, red and brown carpeting.
The sketchpad in your hands: Your life
doodling around problems. You ask,
"Can this ink be erased once it's written?"
fears of never managing immigrant expectations
an anxious mind: fight or flight?
we struggled to leave behind
high cortisol and other permanent markers...
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After landing I said,
"I will take care of you from now."
You laughed.
You said you liked men who could make you laugh.
I replied,
"then I'll always be the best joke you ever heard."
About the Creator
mokradi_
Pari (he/they)
A BIPOC settler in Coast Salish Territories of so-called 'Canada'.
On the road to reconciling the worlds within while reclaiming my journey, one story at a time.
#multiculturalstories
#transgenerationalmemories
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