Resistance At Tule Lake

Kurt Ikeda
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by Kurt Ikeda

When I was a child,
I was just a little too Japanese.
My L’s and R’s
Came out as
Reft and Light
As in whenever I left my Japanese at home.
It would make me feel all right.

When I was in Math Class
I sat between two kids: a white boy and a Yonsei; we looked alike
Like a line between the divide signs
He couldn’t discern the difference between the dots
the Yonsei and I.
We looked alike.
But I didn’t sound like the others.

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