“Crucifixion” by Kien Lam

Poem in the latest issue of PANK that takes up complexities of postcoloniality, imperialism, and war…


If I drop napalm
on an ant hill, of course
they’ll scatter. Some will die.
Of course people look
like ants from above.
Of course my parents
want to be buried
in their home country.
I am not my parents.
I do not want to return.
I was born a little Catholic…

Link to full poem: http://pankmagazine.com/piece/three-poems-58/

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