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Brian Komei Dempster [author bio]
Morning Sutra
She is dreaming me
into my uncle
while I read
the violet sutra,
sponging her forehead
with a hot cloth.
He presses her
petal dress,
soaps the gold
from her finger,
pulls the needle
from her frayed vein
as her face slackens
into the quiet lid
of a closed box.
But he left this room
long ago,
so I pretend
to be him for her
finding the roundness
of her face,
knowing her breath
will come.
Brian Komei Dempster’s poems have appeared in The Asian Pacific American Journal, Crab Orchard Review, Fourteen Hills, Green Mountains Review, Gulf Coast, New England Review, Ploughshares, Post Road, Prairie Schooner, Quarterly West as well as Asian American Poetry: The Next Generation (University of Illinois Press, 2004) and Screaming Monkeys: Critiques of Asian American Images (Coffee House Press, 2003). He is the editor of From Our Side of the Fence: Growing Up in America’s Concentration Camps (Kearny Street Workshop, 2001) and teaches at the University of San Francisco.