Fish in The Sky
Double-check the mirror
for my mother's eyes
(two bruised plums)
I'm still afraid
to go into the kitchen
(It's late and the shadows
move like cockroaches)
So I haven't served our
country or been to war
(but I've seen it, heard it
in my own home)
and yet
it took me twenty years
twenty years
(to notice the moonlight)
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world