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A Natural History of My White Girl

Ching-In Chen on

Published in Poem Of The Day

When I was a white girl, I had no mother.
I drank whiskey, lived in a house with no walls.
Girls visited and marveled at my room to breathe.
When it was sunny, they let down their hair, drank fresh orange juice.

We drank all morning, didn't go to class.
I knew which words to carry in the arsenal, which memory to disarm the most resilient
bully.
Nobody bothered us or asked why we were missing.

I never doubted this was me. I knew how to pull up short, how to light my name under
their skin.

There was no need for mirrors. No need to get free.


About this poem
"'A Natural History of My White Girl' started as a challenge from Gregory Pardlo-to write to the ghost in the room, one which I always secretly imagined lived under the surface of my life, morphing through the television screen of my childhood, through the laughter of the children in my elementary school who couldn't pronounce my name. Ultimately, this poem is about growing compassion for myself and for the ghosts I imagined kept me company, whose stories I inherited."
-Ching-In Chen

About Ching-In Chen
Ching-In Chen is the author of "The Heart's Traffic" (Red Hen Press/Arktoi Books, 2009) and lives in Milwaukee.

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(c) 2014 Ching-In Chen. Originally published by the Academy of American Poets, www.poets.org. Distributed by King Features Syndicate



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