Poetry — Issue Two
Returned Expat
Me dices que
These languages
That I’ve breathed in
Por tantos años
Gereksizdir diyorsin
Bende cevap veriyorum:
Fuck you.
These languages
That I’ve breathed in
Por tantos años
Gereksizdir diyorsin
Bende cevap veriyorum:
Fuck you.
Translation:
You tell me that
These languages
That I’ve breathed in
For so many years
Are useless; so you say
And I answer:
Fuck you.
These languages
That I’ve breathed in
For so many years
Are useless; so you say
And I answer:
Fuck you.
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Stephanie Johnson has spent most of her adult life overseas living with type 1 diabetes and teaching English literature, ESL and Spanish at universities and adult education settings around the world. Her writing usually focuses on the slightly uncomfortable space of the expatriation/ repatriation experience. She has most recently been published in Authora Australis and force/fields, an anthology published by Perennial Press. She is an associate editor at Novel Slices, and is also a judge for NYC Midnight. While she is originally from Toledo, Ohio, USA, she is currently based in Sydney, Australia.
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