Type
Poetry

In this letter, i can finally grammar yourself into a poem

dear Quang,

 

don’t forget you

are already here,

sky-clean in light. doesn’t matter

when this city less flame,

 

i tell you

that we stay yes,

we do.

 

so by writing you this

i’m chiseling these syllables

     to our heart’s music.

 
remember that sometimes,

our punctuations

fall apart for a reason.

i think ‘chaos’

in our mother-tongue

has another body, turning

to ‘chào’ or vietnamese for hello.

& hello

a cliché that harvests

the spring in your mouth

you are here

to give life, Quang                                      so get up.

 

been a while but                     i hope you earn

a nice day (?) sorry

so much for your patience (?)

& everything

kind regards,,,:; – (maybe a hyphen could

help this

     continue / go on /

outstretch / please / p

l                                 e

a         s       pl           e         a

s        e               p            lea

se / live / live / live x 10^100^10000)

 

i miss you

into a famine. i

   really do?

 

 

 

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Duy Quang Mai is an international student in Sydney, originally from Hanoi, Vietnam. His poems have been published or are forthcoming in The Lifted Brow, Cordite Poetry Review and Rabbit.

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