The Water Cycle
Para Vadhahong
there are streets and they are underwater
there are elephants and they are underwater
there are buddhas and they are underwater
and so are the fruits we have carefully placed at their altars
the gold flakes left by the thumbs of worshippers
now chipped off into water particles
every 7-eleven on our block is underwater
the chedis of ayutthaya are toppling underwater
my cousins’ bicycle links are unchaining underwater
alligators open their jaws as they wash away
and i have no crumbs to toss them the tide outweighs the mass of me
the river where we lit and set free our krathongs
rises above the heads that once bowed down to it
the ghosts are still so hungry underwater
though i try to drown my scream underwater it resurfaces
my street snakes up my spine despite the years
so let it be known that there was once a house
a pond a field a table a window
a language a song
i have loved you full of oxygen
i can love you without it
i have loved you full of oxygen
i can love you without it
Para Vadhahong is a Thai US writer and zinester whose words are published in fifth wheel press, DVAN, Sine Theta, Honey Literary, and others. They are the winner of Salt Hill Journal‘s Arthur Flowers Flash Fiction Prize (2022) and Palette Poetry‘s Sappho Prize (2023). They are the Editor-in-Chief of On Prayer, a community anthology published by The Seventh Wave. You can read their work at paravadhahong.weebly.com.
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