the weed through the cracks in the road the velvety moss on damp wet rocks the desert sand my father’s callus hands the feet across the seas and lands as common as the pebbles by the river banks the regular Joe Blow they sit by they hiss what did I miss I’m nothing but a regular Jane doe I clean your toilets I stack up the towels I fold the sheets I sleep with you in heat I’m just so so why are you so cold dare me, be so bold what, you asked, how old? fuck that, I’m already sold! a quotidian slave I live still in a cave I’m typical stock files standard issue everyday Jane no more no less sane laughable yeah me, being so mediocre ordinary 23/4/2021
Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm, the blogger, poet, and translator, was born in 1971 in Phu Nhuan, Saigon, Vietnam. The pharmacist currently lives and works in Western Sydney, Australia.