write this
emmer effer
a pretend genius broadsuction
some days are better than none
The Joy Luck Club Waitress of Kowloon Tong
Kirby Wright
“Sihk faahn,” you giggled, serving
Shrimp dim sum with congee porridge.
In the restaurant you read my fortune:
“Yat geuk dap leung syun,”
Then scrawled name and email
On a paper napkin.
You live off Festival Walk
On the 60th floor with your parents.
“Lang do pow kang,”
Boasted your mother.
We sit on a bench
Beside the light rail track.
Smog unfurls over the mountain
Like a bone-white flag.
Your shiny black hair
Rivers through me.
Lips taste of peanuts
From dragon beard candy.
I summon the boy in me
Hidden for decades.
“Ngoh oi nei,” I stammer
But you don’t believe.
I search for our future
As my train passes.
Notes:
sihk faahn: bon appetit
yat geuk dap leung syun: 1 foot on 2 boats (beware of cheating in a relationship)
lang do pow kang: so pretty the mirror breaks
ngoh oi neih: I love you
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