“I remember listening in the dark, her words turning the walls into a field, blurred and blue with rain. Then the gunshots. Gunshots across the street and grandmother waking up gasping for air, clawing at my legs. I remember happiness: sitting in grandmother’s lap by the window, waiting for morning. Feeling her heartbeat on my back. The snow growing bluer and bluer in the parking lot outside.”
– Ocean Vuong, “I Remember Anyway”
First released artwork from a forthcoming picture book illustrated by Jess X. Chen, based on an essay by Vietnamese-American poet, Ocean Vuong. The essay, published in Guernica Magazine, chronicles his experiences of growing up as a Vietnamese refugee in America. You can read it here.