Amanda Galvan Huynh\'s debut poetry collection Where My Umbilical is Buried is a heart in purple crayon under a table\'s left rib.
We learn to dig / into the soil / and hold on..
We learn to be worthy.
These poems meditate on what happens when a daughter has no room left to hold / her mother\'s pain.
Galvan Huynh discovers what it means to be a daughter of a grieving mother, orphaned at sixteen, and the ways trauma passes down to the next generation.
Where My Umbilical is Buried is a threshold for acceptance and healing.
She calls us to witness the ramifications of assimilation and the inheritance of fear-how a tongue resists being pulled away / saying grandpa instead of abuelo and cultivates space to envelop the Bidi Bidi Bom Bom [her] familia / sways to.
Galvan Huynh asks us to consider the intersections of our heritage and to reflect on our mothering as it nests within our present selves.
Here we find familial portraits scattered across small Texas towns, boots shuffling to La Reina de Cumbia in dance halls, hands [grasping] at words to make sense of an unforgiving world.
It remembers the laughter around a game of Lotería, cicada shells / ghosting tree branches, Texas-shaped tortillas, and learning numbers in English, / in Spanish.
Amanda Galvan Huynh\'s debut poetry collection Where My Umbilical is Buried is a heart in purple crayon under a table\'s left rib
