I fought to keep your love, you didn’t fight to keep mine. That’s the difference between you and me.
i lost a whole continent.
a whole continent from my memory.
unlike all the other hyphenated americans
my hyphen is made of blood. feces. bone.
when africa says hello
my mouth is a heartbreak
because i have nothing in my tongue
to answer her.
i do not know how to say hello to my mother.