My Brother In Law Poem by Alexandre Nodopaka
My Brother In Law
asked me
30 years ago
whether I knew
why
the trash cans
behind
Chinese restaurants
were always
empty?
He recently
died
a lousy death.
Stomach cancer.
Can't blame it
on food
he never ate.
However,
since then
every time
I suck in
a Wonton
noodle
I ask myself
over and again
that question.
And when
not getting
an answer
I will
the fortune cookie
to disgorge it
on its parchment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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