You are invited to a house party.
Nika doesn't laugh, she apologises
Anders was already drunk
making racist jokes in Swedish
then repeating them to you
in English.
I know I’m the only
white guy here
Said Anders, fingers raking his blonde hair
but all I can do in
English is tell racist jokes.
You're sat among twelve Persian’s
all from families who fled Iran
and found refuge in Sweden.
I speak Farsi too
said Anders
I speak it better than Mahomet.
Anders then danced, swaying his shoulders,
hips and wrists, everyone laughed and told you
Ander’s soul is not
Swedish, it is old Persian.
These were the last words you heard in English that
evening,
even the dancing was in a language you couldn’t talk to.
They must be talking about you,
they know about that one thing you told Nika
just to make her laugh,
that time your sister asked you what is you guilty pleasure?
and you said teabagging,
you only said that to wind up your sister.
Now it sounds like they’re saying pervert in Swedish.
They all speak at least three languages, including your own,
why are they not speaking the one that you know?
you want to ask everyone how you say let me in in your language?
How you say you’re
making me feel stupid?
How you say I am
outside of your language
and you are choosing
to be on the side of the wall
that only I can’t
get to.
Maybe it’s your fault for being complacent in the way you
say things?
The next day Nika asks why you left the party early, you
say
because England
didn’t invade Sweden.
Nika doesn't laugh, she apologises
and says we are not
rude people,
we are just less comfortable in English.
you ask Nika
how are we friends if you
only speak with the part of you
that is less comfortable?
Nika says because you
have never made me feel stupid.
one of Anders racist jokes came back to your mind,
you laugh.
Nika looks at you, suspicious you’re laughing at her.
I’m not laughing at
you Nika you say,
I’m just happy for
what we understand of each other.
When you get home the first thing you do is google -
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