You make me feel complete
your warmth, your comfort —
just so sweet
You dry my tears with dehydration
and never let me weep
The happiness you give me
it keeps the hurt away

Oh, Food

The thing that kills the tensions
So easily abused
Stretch, stretch
my stomach goes
Out, out
my chin explodes

I relish in your company
your laughter and your scents
But always, do I forget,
our time is overspent

Too much of you
when I’m in pain
just makes me want to puke
Yet I force you in relentlessly,
carelessly, regretfully —
since ‘stop’ does not exist

Hmong womxn | Feminist | Surviving & Healing

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