not quite meandering chi luck
more like vermillion songbirds than orange
      figure
maybe nine months postpartum

a Kodachrome print 
in a ‘standard’ square-ish size
      a size no longer a size

    a floating island

She learned English from The Young
  and the Restless     a basement waterfall
lights up       leaning

clay-colored flower pots we grew in
the way she sewed 
             language silent months

    back then in Vietnam
‘a mixed child was as good as dead

remember the small wrapped cakes 
    they open to see a flower

‘wet eyelashes’