IALA x h-pem | o white
March 19, 2021 - September 23, 2021
Honorable Mention
“o white” stages the fraught encounter between an Armenian diasporan and a US census form — a form whose standardized options erase the complexities of SWANA (Southwest Asian and North African) identity. The author writes, “As I pick up my #2 pencil, I’m left with 5 full moons to choose from. / None of them represent me.” Given the absence of nuanced modes of identification, the US Census Bureau has found that without a MENA (Middle Eastern or North African) option, census-takers who would otherwise check this category have to default to “white” — despite the chasms of difference that separates their lived experience from the experiences that accrue to whiteness. “o white” deftly captures the anxieties surrounding this lacuna, confronting the erasure of what Nelli Sargsyan calls “racially ambiguous diasporic belonging.” The poem proposes that the only choice within this classificatory system is the choice to opt out: “for the next time you see none of the zeros filled in.”
Commentary provided by YAPA contest judge Mashinka Firunts Hakopian.
As I pick up my #2 pencil, I’m left with 5 full moons to choose from.
None of them represent me, I circle what is most “appropriate.”
White, compiling myself with genocidal colonizers hiding behind the name of my country’s religion, the first nation to accept Jesus as their savior.
Dismissing my 1.5 million ancestors,
ancestral blood,
lands,
tears,
5,000 18/19 year old martyrs.
Succumbing to the prioritization of oil over human life, propaganda, gaslighting, mocking, injustice, human rights violations, & blood money.
As idolized politicians camouflage their support through fraudulent systems, our hearts become vegan at the hopes of one day being recognized.
The history of Noah’s descendants being re-“written” while the silence that prevailed bomb shelters for 45 days lingers,
waiting for what once was.
As these words drip from a demoralized diaspora’s lips,
the juice from our pomegranate veins seep,
our black bushy unibrow(s) mending the bridges between our ancestors that we never got to do.
With mustard seed faith
we thumbtack our “unanswered” prayers to the front of our skulls.
we mournfully tread with cynicism as omnipotent as Ararat.
The same way you, unapologetically, fund terrorists who value my head, if beheaded, at $100, while indigenous Armenians come to a point where no word in the English vocabulary describes our emotions.
I’m unapologetic Amerikkkan school system,
for the next time you see none of the zeros filled in.
ամօթ.
Pasadena High School
Pasadena, CA
15 years old
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Shahe Mankerian
26 Sep, 2021 05:15:30 Edited
Ապրիս: You make me proud.
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