This poem is taken from Stand 226, 18(2) June - August 2020.

S. Qiouyi Lu Two Poems
they would have us disappear

they tried it with you
over something as innocent
as your boyish hands
holding oranges
as if you’d captured the sun
but instead of seeing your light
they saw your brown skin
and decided you were

they tried it with me
my acceptable yellow
enough to offer bridges
to ivory towers full of ceilings
every mirror reflecting absence

they would have us disappear
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