Any Merchant Who Advertises 'honest Scales' Must

When Alone I Am Not Aware Of My Race Or My Sex, Both In Need Of Social Contexts For Definition.

You Must Not Tell Anyone,' My Mother Said, 'what I Am About To Tell You.'

My Aunt Could Not Have Been The Lone Romantic Who Gave Up Everything For Sex. Women In The Old China Did Not Choose. Some Man Had Commanded Her To Lie With Him And Be His Secret Evil.

I'd Like To Go To New Society Village Someday And Find Out Exactly How Far I Can Walk Before People Stop Talking Like Me.

Reading Ngo Tu Lap's Poems, Terrible Nostalgia Wells Up In Me- Nostalgia For A Lost Time And A Far-gone Country, Nostalgia For People I've Loved, And For Creatures Of Forests And Rivers. I Feel Gratitude Too. War Is Over. Peace Arrives With These Beautiful Poems.