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Daughter
I wear the cords around my neck like jewelry.
I cry my tears as if I could drain the whole sea.
Mommy will be terrified by what she’s about to see, While dad falls to his knees, ready to plead.
Sorry, Mom
Sorry, Dad
Who knew a lottery ticket could buy you a lifetime payment?
Xin loi me,
Xin loi cha,
For spoiling the seed buried inside me.
Better luck next time— At least now, I’m free.
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Nicolette Nguyen
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