Poetry by Phuong Thao Vuong

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like mom I gather gently in palms
amaranth leaves       purple-red stems
green veins       of arrowheads
remind me of her calves
variegated balls of dough protruding
from summer skirts       while she
makes new everything

sssssss says the sautéed shallots
shrimp and pork slices       dress up
boiling water with leaves
mom bangs pots       until
glimmering deep purple-black broth
grease spot stars
unveils vegetable soup       galaxy

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