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I pause and rewind the Tiktokker, his hands dicing an onion paper thin. There is not one hiding among the murasaki sweet potatoes I am saving in the corner of the chipped pantry shelf, shallots substitute. They hit the skillet with a sizzle, the pale purple ghosts around the pan on a slip n’ slide

                -after Rejoice by Julien Baker   My whole family, an empty table,  sitting together, watching the news  on Mom’s birthday, it says I’m evil. Cried in the car alone on Jubilee. Call the hotline, curse her name ‘cause I know I’m still alive.   Gave me everything [&h

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By Fara Ling Ah Ma,        A few weeks ago, I realized I have never written Ah Ma a letter. That means I have never told Ah Ma I love you. There’s no way to say it in Hokkien, Ah Ma’s mother tongue. Forcing the syllables wa ai lu to sit next to […]

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