Poems
"what do you do?"
" what do you do? (they often ask me): I say nothing back (sometimes): or else
I say instead (sometimes): nothing:
other times I say: too many things to tell you
(but nothing that matters: and nothing that matters to me): (considering that,
shillyshallying, nothing matters to me): (I'm merely following, oftentimes,
this hushed hush-hush of a whisper whirring inside me, weakly, no longer even
turning into word, phrase, verse):
I seek an end, in the end:
From My Life I Lap It Up (Oberlin College Press, 2018). All rights reserved. Reprinted with the permission of the translator.