high noon sunlight
beats down on this rooming house...
the migrant
with a gap-toothed smile
says, I'm learning Inglish
the tongues
of a maple tree
are bare ...
my loss of home
speaks in Chinglish
Note: "Scream from the Shadows" is the first themed section of Blueline and Red Thread, the first collection of sociopolitical tanka. And you can read the preceding tanka here.
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