Confession (Letter to My Mother) - Lucy Zhang <-  Back

March 2026


Say You’ll Meet Me There


White people are fleeing
Or maybe just taking longer vacations
Do not talk to me about your travels
Talk to me about Lady Liberty with a BB gun in one hand and an M240 in the other
White woman by the shore
Be it water or land
Do not ask me for directions
I will always point up to the birds
birds + helicopters + sun + smog = ?
I place two maps on top of one another
And trace my steps in the snow
I am not a traveller or
Somebody who writes
Words they're all
The same and I
Hate it
Here
I am not                    A shadow                    I see you
I place two maps on top of one another
And retrace your steps in the snow
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