Things I Never Told My Mother

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A collection of unsaid truths capturing the quiet ache of conversations left unspoken between me as a daughter and my mother in various stages of life where my mother's presence or absence haunts me constantly. Each poem is words from my heart that never made it out my mouth.
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Things I Never Told My Mother

Poems by Miaoyin Guan

1.

Things I Never Told My Mother

Inhale

Exhale

I can force the air to enter my system

To keep me alive

If I stop thinking about it

The lungs will still work to keep me going

I don’t inflate my lungs with my hands

Or coerce the air to enter my nose and mouth

I just breathe

It’s natural

Whether I realize it or not

I was kept alive

By your love

You might not have said

Those three words out loud

But in their place was food and small gestures

All the midnight ramens

And perfectly sliced apples

Were hugs and kisses covertly given

Through your nods and smiles

You say you are proud

Even though you won’t say it out loud

All the words you haven’t said

I know them

I hear them

Do you know all the things I never told you about?

2.

College Move in Day - August 2018

Mom: “Did the plane land okay?”

Me: “Yes, I am heading to the school now.”

Mom: “Don’t forget to take some pictures for me.”

“Cheese”

Mia on a swing

Mia in a dress in front of a tree

Mia in a mall with her drink

Always photo after photo

What is there to capture?

“Smile”

“Say Cheese”

Annoyed as a kid

A kid that just wants to play

I want to swing my legs high up in the air

While the wind catches my hair and blows it back like I’m flying

I just want to look at the tree

The tree with the ripe pears

And squirrels that steal the pears

I want to go to the toy store

The one with the cute little bear

The bear with a red dress and a little bow on its ear

Now I’m here

At the gate where the new chapter begins

The chapters before I wrote with my pen

With ink of blood and tears

Now that I’m finally here

Where are you now?

With your camera and smile

To tell me to say

“Cheese”

To tell me

“Don’t frown”

3.

The Holiday Breaks - November 2018

Mom: “Are you doing anything for Thanksgiving?”

Me: “I have a lot of exams I have to study for.”

Mom: “Okay, don’t forget to eat.”

Me: “Never.”

Where did you go for the holidays?

What’s it like to go home after a long time away?

I don’t know

How does it feel to finally eat a homecooked meal after all the cafeteria food?

I don’t know

What’s it like to be annoyed by your parents’ endless questions about how life's going?

I don’t know

What’s it like to lay in your own bed instead of the shitty dormitory twin beds?

I don’t know

I didn’t say I don’t know

I said

Great

Incredible

Ugh

Best feeling ever

When you make up a story every time someone asks

“What did you do for the holiday break?”

And the proper and acceptable response is “with family”

The stories become so elaborate

So detailed

So real

Eventually they become memories

They become real

I was home

I was with family

I have a home and a family

I had a great break

4.

First Day of Class - September 2018

Mom: “How was your first class?”

Me: “It was very good..”

Mom: “Wow, soon you’ll be going to Med School.”

Me: “Yeah, I’m very excited.”

Mom: “Okay, I’ll stop bothering. Go study!”

Me: “I know I will, don’t worry. I’ll make sure I get good grades and then buy you a nice big house.”

Mom: “Haha, don’t worry about me. As long as you get a nice house, I will be fine.”

A world that’s yours

My mother’s sacrifice is my life

Her tearful goodbye to my grandma and her country was the only time I saw her cry

Her willing demotion from a woman of respect to a mere waitress

Her smile accompanies her apron and her sweat when she comes back with her daily tips

Her eloquent thoughts and strong opinions all reduced to “yes” “no” and “I don’t understand”

Telling me if only they knew what she would’ve said if they spoke Chinese

She traded a world that loved her for the world that didn’t want her

All so I can live a life that should have been her’s

My fancy degree

My comfy job

My own apartment

My healthy body

My kind soul

My peace of mind

My genuine laughs

My love for my world where I am wanted

How can this world want me but not her?

I asked her why she was willing to sacrifice

She told me one day I will understand

When I hold my own little one in my hand

I told her in the next life I want her to be mine

My daughter

My happiness

So I can sacrifice

Because I live a life that should have been her’s

The world that embraced me but tossed her

5.

New York Debut at Lincoln Center - January 2024

Me: “I performed at the Lincoln Center earlier.”

Mom: “Is that a famous place?”

Me: “Yes, I sang with a group. I even ran into my boss in the audience with her family. I was like whoa you paid to see me?”

Mom: “Very good, send me a video”

Spotlight

Rain patters serenading

Hallway echoing of voices harmonizing

Faces black and white decorate the walls

Icons bowing with glee and pride

Makeup and hairbrush

Applause and cheers

“Break a leg”

One foot after the other

Bright warm spotlight blinding my eyes

More applause and cheers

But time pauses

I look

I wait

I hope

I wish

Their faces eager to hear the starting note

The conductor raising his hand

Wait

I blink

Where is my mom

She isn’t here

To see my big debut

The hand is down

“Lights in the big city…”

She’s not here

How can she be when I didn’t tell her

“Can make a man feel small… ”

6.

Our First Shitty Apartment - September 2017

Mom: “Thank God we qualify for subsidized housing.”

Me: “I’m so excited, I can sleep in the living room so you and Jackie can sleep in the bedroom.”

Mom: “The cabinets are ruined! Did giant dogs chew on them? Don’t touch you’ll get a splinter.”

Me: “Nothing duct tape can’t fix.”

Mom: “The oven isn’t working, and only one stove…”

Me: “We will be okay. It’s perfect! Thank you, mom.”

Door Close

When life closes a door

Sometimes there’s a window

Through it we can see the garden of willows and bright tulips

Even chirping bluebirds dancing with doves on branches

In reality, that window is only a painting

A fantasy to keep us trapped

So, you look back to the door

The locked door has a peep hole

Showing you what life really is

If you are just brave enough to knock it down

If you remember that wood although strong it is also fragile

It is flammable

It can be split

It can be broken

With all my might

I knock down the door

I am out

I am free

The world is much colder now without the door

So I build a new door with a lock that I have the keys to

And I put up a new painting

7.

Scientific Discovery - April 2021

Me: “I got an award for the research I did!”

Mom: “That’s great! I’m glad your hard work paid off all these years.”

Me: “Me too.”

Mom: “So you said you helped made medicine for soldiers in war?”

Me: “Yes.”

Intelligent

Acetylcholinesterase

An inhibitor

Crossing the blood brain barrier

“Google, how do I say that in Chinese”

Translation

I don’t think that makes sense

You told me if only I knew enough Chinese

That you are not just all beauty with no brain

If only I can see how your mind works

How you reason with opinions

How you come to a conclusion

If only you can take in more information

To form your own beliefs and religion

I wish you only knew enough English

Although I would never tell you that

I wish you can see I’m no longer eight

When my mother tongue is frozen

If only you can see how my mind can reason

How I read and researched

My years of work that yielded purpose

That can save and impact so many others

If only you can understand the words of my paper

Instead of just knowing I’m a published author

You would know I am just like you

Beautiful and intelligent

8.

Sunrise in My Apartment - December 2024

Mom: “Are you heading to your in- laws for Christmas again?”

Me: “Yes, we are leaving on Friday.”

Mom: “Don’t forget to bring a warm jacket. I heard it’s going to be freezing next week.”

Me: “I know.”

Mom: “Okay, I’ll stop bothering. You have fun unpacking your new apartment.”

Me: “I moved in last month. It’s okay, I’m not busy if you want to keep talking.”

Sunrises

The world is quiet

And the bones ache

Eyes barely open

With the shades raised

A sun that hugs

With a warm embrace

Like my mother’s smile

On a stormy day

With tears I pay

For the peace I craved

For years and a decade

To find solace in a space

A space that’s mine

With keys I turn

With love I pay

For the safe barricade

That separates me from you

And everyone from before

With loneliness I pay

For a home far away

9.

All Around the World - December 2024

Me: “I am going to Europe for two weeks!”

Mom: “I’m glad, have fun!”

Me: “I will send you many photos.”

Mom: “Be safe, I will call everyday to make sure you are alive.”

In My Shoes

A mile or two or many more

A car or train or on a plane

The Walmart down the street

Or the Piccadilly circus

The roses you see out the window

Or the ones in Monet’s Gardens

You walked and crawled for many miles

So I can fly on a plane in style

It’s not fair

I protest

But you say

“Go explore the world

Take some photos it’ll be like I’m there”

So I walk a mile or two or more

Holding you in my hand

Your smile on my face

10.

Reuniting with My Stepdad - September 2022

Mom: “I have to move back with him. I can’t afford the apartment anymore, not while raising yor sister, not while you are gone in college.”

Me: “It’s okay, I understand.”

Mom: “He said you can never come back to this house…”

Me: “It’s totally fine, I never plan to.”

Hope is the thing with feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers

Except when you lack feathers

Or you weight so heavily

Carrying your blocks and baggage

You flap and run

Maybe you can catch a drift

Or perhaps you jump on a thing with feathers

That promised to take you far far away

At first it lets you

It sings with no words

Until the storm hits

Then it speaks with a roar

So loud and frightening

Until you crash back down

Then you are back again

With no feathers in sight

You wait till spring

With more things with feathers that fly

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