©Sim Chiang, 2010

It is in the midst of sieving through —the stacks of books edged with rat urine, the tangled Victorian frames of  time long forgotten, and the mounds of  miniature vases once filled with girlhood dreams—that he finally says, Mom, you know that when you die, I’ll donate all these.  Give them all away.  You would? I say.  Yes, Mom, he continues.  They are just things.  They don’t mean to me as much as they to you.


Gestures of selves made and unmade

Collecting the uncollectible

©Yuet-Sim Darrell Chiang, 2010

Yuet-Sim Darrell Chiang:  NWP (Lincoln, NE) 1989; BAWP 1995, 1998.  Writer, researcher, potter, jeweller, baker and a chocolate addict.

2 Responses to “Really by Yuet-Sim Darrell Chiang”

  1. Clare LePell Says:

    Glad to see hear you in print, Sim. Really.

  2. Adela Says:

    sigh. and yet we love them so.

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