untitled
when they call me / by a quarter / of the name i was given / by my lama,
when they call me / by a quarter / of the name i was given / by my lama,
teach me how to be / gesar’s daughter: / fierce / warrior-like / firm in the war for truth
mother, i have / inherited / your hands. / each wrinkle speaks
the chang tastes just like the one / your grandma makes every winter before she leaves / for dorje-den and varanasi,