issue 4: Poetry & Art & Essay & Conversation & Fiction
"And we never think of nation as some abstract idea when it comes to nước: we are in the same nước, our people: người trong một nước. Vietnam is anước for people, as a living space, to love, to protect, and to be protected inside, as in a mother’s womb, not simply a nation or an institutional name. Could we live in peace in our nước?"
The falling scattered drops of life, your languages bathe us, cyclical and ceaseless, indefinitely leaking from one body to another, carried and deposited here, there, a muddled remembrance, your rhythmic lapping song, pools of an inescapable whirl, who will eventually vanish into the air, who will inevitably return.
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