By Lucy Wan
my mother
on the narrow streets
the streets
her old haunt
her ghosts
my mother her ghosts
and me
crowded on these empty streets
No Worry
By Dan Lu No worry about money. No need for ask. Mama ai ni Mama say do your homework before bed, Mama tuck you in at night, Mama cross an ocean for you the salt is in your blood feel the sting in your flesh the fracture in your bones ...
