OhmaZiO2068

Mình viết cho vui thôi nha, còn đang tập tành. Mong mọi người ủng hộ.Có nhận request nha!…

Riskter

My mother had two words for her entire past: Khổ lắm. Much suffering.I spent 62 years as her son - and never knew who she was before she became my mother.This poem is for every child of immigrants who has lived inside their parents' silence - and hasn't asked yet.Ask before it's too late.…