The ocean remembers
what generations forget:
my father, not yet ten years old
his mother’s arms wrapped around him
praying away the guns
and the blood
and the crying.
he survives, but others
are not as lucky.
Thirty years later and an ocean away
a child is born laughing
with a head full of thick black hair.
This is where I come from: a long line
whose stories remain trapped
on the other side of the language barrier.
But the ocean remembers.
Let me do what I came here to do:
I am still laughing
even as my country burns
The ocean remembers.
I am tired of running
to avoid becoming ash.
I am done letting others name me
& lay claim to me
in their harsh and unfamiliar tongues.
My body is a pillar of salt
and I’m not looking back.
Ally Ang is a queer person of color from New England with Chinese-Indonesian roots. Ally’s work has been published in Vagabond City Lit, Tinderbox Poetry Journal, Crab Fat Magazine, and more. Their first chapbook, Monstrosity, isforthcoming from Damaged Goods Press in summer 2016.