ForeignersA Poem by InkThere is no American Dream But maybe if we bang our heads Against this ceiling long enough We can scrounge up a living in the dent we made While the crumbling paint and plaster Powder our face white © 2015 InkReviews
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3 Reviews Added on May 22, 2015 Last Updated on May 22, 2015 Tags: american dream, immigration, foreigner, immigrant, immigrants, foreign, poem, poet, struggle, struggles, white, whiteness, assimilation, belong, belonging AuthorInkCAAboutSlowly putting together a compilation of poems that I hope to publish some day. Hopefully sooner than later. When it comes to critiquing my work, please spare the kindness =] I have spent years try.. more..Writing
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