You’re a Kabuki portrait
Autumn leaves kimono
A thousand cranes your neck
and two sad almonds peeking out
under the three pound hairpiece.
He is a man in a uniform
Green is the color of the fields
in the spring and then brown
When the harvest is done
He stitches his jeans back together.
We’re the exotic peoples.
The inbreds, the half-wed.
My babushka wore a scarf over her head
and squints in grainy photographs.
A colonial woman whispers into her ear
at night she becomes part of the ether.
– Aili Izsak-Niimura
Photographs on pages 6 and 7 by Hanae Taxis
Bilingues Et Artistes - N*13
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