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A review by kristy_k
I Wore My Blackest Hair by Carlina Duan
4.0
3.5 Stars
Lovely collection of poetry that focuses on family, race, feminism, and individuality.
A few of my favorite lines:
"My mother is not from your country,
and I am not ashamed."
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"I am lonely, in my lonely chest."
***
"To replace the languages our mom spoke, we
smoked up our Chinese with blond dolls,
our new knees. American girls."
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"I was her American
daughter, my tongue
my hardest muscle
forced to swallow
a muddy alphabet."
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"when a boy plumps his lips on your throat
and asks you to say something dirty
in CHINESE, you flip the sheets
and bite down, tasting trouble
and rage."
***
"there is an entire liquid nation in his face and no-
where to admit what I fear. some day the president
might hurt him, or lie, or
dismiss: my baba who
cleans my passport with alcohol wipes..."
***
"The truth is/ I want to leave but I don't want to leave & I know nothing/ & everything..."
Lovely collection of poetry that focuses on family, race, feminism, and individuality.
A few of my favorite lines:
"My mother is not from your country,
and I am not ashamed."
***
"I am lonely, in my lonely chest."
***
"To replace the languages our mom spoke, we
smoked up our Chinese with blond dolls,
our new knees. American girls."
***
"I was her American
daughter, my tongue
my hardest muscle
forced to swallow
a muddy alphabet."
***
"when a boy plumps his lips on your throat
and asks you to say something dirty
in CHINESE, you flip the sheets
and bite down, tasting trouble
and rage."
***
"there is an entire liquid nation in his face and no-
where to admit what I fear. some day the president
might hurt him, or lie, or
dismiss: my baba who
cleans my passport with alcohol wipes..."
***
"The truth is/ I want to leave but I don't want to leave & I know nothing/ & everything..."