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Christy Namee Eriksen, kim thompson, Jon Schill

Thursday, April 11, 2013

The Adoptee Statistic

Context: the suicide rate among Korean Adoptees is something staggering like 5 times above average. Here is one guess why:

The Adoptee Statistic (4/5/13, edited 4/11/13)

At night, when the stars come out, I like to pretend each one is an ancestor.
I don’t know if that has any relevance in my History, my heritage;
it has lots of significance in My history. 

They look down at me, speak in a language I can’t understand,
that I’m too lazy to understand;
below the stars already, I sink deeper.

I call my mom--as a troubled child always should
and complain about my job because I lack the vocabulary to say what really bothers me.
My real sadness doesn’t translate,
but manifests as anger, as hate
and she tells me to stop bitching. 
And she’s right
but our blood doesn’t speak the same language
and we’re talking in codes that can’t be broken
so I hang up,
wish I had a mother who needed no translation,
yearn for darkness to reveal more ancestors in the sky
so I can learn by immersion. 


  1. thank you for the courage to post this.

  2. Love it, "I lack the vocabulary to say..." this piece reminds me of one of my favorite poets, who has this nice poem film

  3. And the ending reminds me of hemoglobin and stars as mentioned beginning at about 28:00 minutes of the this Ted Talk on Peering into space, didn't listen to full episode yet, but heard this part when cleaning the other day.