they set my ants house on fire

他们点着了我姨妈的房子

i cried the way women on tv do

我就像电视上的女人一样大哭

folding at the middle

我抱着自己的腿

like a five pound note.

就像五块钱纸币一样折叠。

i called the boy who use to love me

我叫住那个曾经爱过我的男孩

tried to ‘okay’ my voice

试着让我的声音“正常”

i said hello

我说“你好”

he said warsan, what’s wrong, what’s happened?

他说瓦森，你怎么了，发生了什么？

i’ve been praying,

我曾经祈祷

and these are what my prayers look like;

下面是我的祈祷辞:

dear god

亲爱的上帝

i come from two countries

我来自两个国家

one is thirsty

一个极其渴

the other is on fire

一个在熊熊燃烧

both need water.

两个国家都需要水。

later that night

夜深了

i held an atlas in my lap

我在膝上展开地图

ran my fingers across the whole world

让我的手指划过整个世界

and whispered

轻声问道：

where does it hurt?

哪里会伤害我？

it answered

它回答说：

everywhere

所有地方。

everywhere

所有地方。

everywhere.

所有地方。