The Homeland for Other Diasporas in collaboration with Wawa
2016
poem, sound, megaphone, metal frame
on loop, 158 cm x 20 cm x 15 cm

Colourful Generosity by Wawa

So, I donate every colour to blind men:
I pluck my black eyes where
they see the Himalayas;
I shave my black hair where
they see samurai fingers running
in-between;
I cut off my yellow breasts where
they see pale Eastern men
searching for mother's milk.
I throw all of me away
into the fence, and walk away unnoticed.
In a yawn's time,
I close the zoo's gate,
returning to the world's ocean with my leftover skin,
where other girls are waiting for me,
peacocks swimming,
and frogs soaring high.