I know what it is to have roots
because I know what it is to eat rice.
It tastes like home
and two thousands years of tradition.
So sister, come home to me.
We will laugh about how Obachan used to scold us
when we ate our sushi:
too quickly and in one bite.
I will make us tea and rice,
and gohan will last until sunrise.
May our bowls never empty.
To & From the Void 