4

Pawn me off like
grandmother’s engagement ring
that shone and glistened in the right light
until his life
went out.

A value, inherited
of a time soft and kind
but all you see is all the benefit
it doesn’t offer you.

All you ever did was take what you need
and discard the excess
but I was born of oriental poverty
and western opportunity
I was taught the importance of not being wasteful
and to be resourceful, steadfast, gracious
and all you taught me was doubt.

That all my parts that weren’t picture perfect
weren’t meant to amount to much.

And since those days of self loathing
I have learned to clap my hands
for even the parts of me
that I don’t like;
because it’s not the end of the world if you hate me
but I am nothing but endings if I hate myself, too.

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