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by Selena Jiang-Qin
Selene Jiang-Qin (she/her) is a rising senior at Lick-Wilmerding High School. Aside from writing, she enjoys designing animations and video games. She also loves trying different potato chip and Cheez-It flavors.
Wrapped up in a dream of velvet
Butter and love goldened and browned
By somebody’s mother’s hands
Arthritis-worn, goldened and browned
By the proud american sun
And her proud american sons
Somebody’s mother not mine
It’s her hands that tuck me under
Her handmade-homemade-made with love Snug up to my chin with american stories
Of freedom and love and red white blue
And a recipe passed down from
Her mother’s mother’s american hands
Somebody’s mother not mine
It’s my head that sinks into her
Pillow of thick still bubbling
Indigo goop of sweet— too sweet
Not red enough to be violet
Not not-red enough to be blue
Summers of stained arthritis-unworn fingers Somebody’s mother not mine
Wrapped up in a dream that’s not mine
Creased and grease-stained and borrowed Like a promise long forgotten in the wrinkles On the knuckles on the back of my mother’s hands That do not need any kind of sun to be goldened Because her mother’s mother’s hands bestowed Her with fingers rich like the bitter tannins Of the tea leaves at the bottom of a teacup
It’s her hands that made my own
And blessed me with the same yearning
The same fingers that stretch and grasp for her sliver of Pie only to find wisps of the sweet too sweet scent That lingers long after the tin is licked clean So different from the sultry smokiness
Of the tea leaves at the bottom of a teacup
It’s my head that hates the hands
That made my own goldened and browned
Because in a land of red white blue There’s no room for hands of yellow That don’t look good on anyone anyway sallow and sickly skinned from the stains Of the tea leaves at the bottom of a teacup
I am my mother’s chinese daughter A child of america too blue to be red Too red to be blue, too yellow to be white I don’t inherit my mother’s recipes I inherit my mother’s dreams
That wrap me in hopeless duvets of downy Drowning dreamy dreams dreamt.