immigrant parents

so much pain between siblings
for mistakes of our parents
b/c of things they could not shield us from

absent birthdays
broken promises
tired working-class souls

the irreconcilability of it all

we cannot be afraid to salt each other’s wounds
always shared the same nakedness outside the womb
the same scars and traumas too

this was always ”tough love”
for brighter days and fatter paychecks
always mourning, always grateful, always full

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