Say my name
and we will never be apart—
Days unlost to the changing seasons,
sunlight sleeping between the trees.
I hold your name like hands
remembering warmth after winter
and the two sunken snowmen—
One of you, one of me
lingering along evergreen trees.
Away from where the white camellias bloom,
we’ll meet again someday,
threading torn time together
as if it never unraveled.
April Lim is a Chinese Cambodian American writer from Houston, TX. She has received fellowships from Tin House, The Watering Hole, and Martha’s Vineyard Institute of Creative Writing. Her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Palette Poetry, Luna Luna Magazine, and Cha: An Asian Literary Journal, and elsewhere. She is currently an MFA candidate at Oklahoma State University.
Illustration by C.B. Auder.
NEXT – Still Life
PREVIOUS – Stellar
RETURN to Issue Eleven