what remains two Poem by Truong Tran

what remains two



it has long been forgotten this practice of the mother
weaning a child she crushes the seeds of a green
chili rubs it to her nipple what the child feels
she too will share in this act of love
my own mother says it was not meant
to be cruel when cruelty she tells me
is a child's lips torn from breast as proof
back home the women wear teeth marks

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