Poem
Ronelda Kamfer
LET THE WHITE GIRLS CRY
the purity of the world is inthe secret formula of
whitegirltears
my tears are heavy and soiled
white girls cry when
their tits are too small
I cry without a sound
with dry eyes
like someone
saving her tears for a drought
white girls’ blood
is valuable like ancient
Hungary water
while mine is stuck in the
cracks of crime scenes
you need luminol
to see all the blood prints
© Translation: 2021, Robert Dorsman
LAAT DIE WIT MEISIES HUIL
LAAT DIE WIT MEISIES HUIL
die purity van die wêreld is indie secret formula
van witmeisietrane my trane
is swaar en besoedel
wit meisies huil as
hulle tette te klein is
ek huil sonder sound
met droë oë
soos iemand wat haar
trane save vir ’n drought
wit meisies se bloed
is valuable soos ancient
Hungarian water
terwyl myne vassit in die
krake van crime scenes
jy need luminol
om al die bloed prints te sien
© 2019, Ronelda Kamfer
From: Chinatown
Publisher: Kwela,
From: Chinatown
Publisher: Kwela,
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LET THE WHITE GIRLS CRY
the purity of the world is inthe secret formula of
whitegirltears
my tears are heavy and soiled
white girls cry when
their tits are too small
I cry without a sound
with dry eyes
like someone
saving her tears for a drought
white girls’ blood
is valuable like ancient
Hungary water
while mine is stuck in the
cracks of crime scenes
you need luminol
to see all the blood prints
© 2021, Robert Dorsman
From: Chinatown
From: Chinatown
LET THE WHITE GIRLS CRY
the purity of the world is inthe secret formula of
whitegirltears
my tears are heavy and soiled
white girls cry when
their tits are too small
I cry without a sound
with dry eyes
like someone
saving her tears for a drought
white girls’ blood
is valuable like ancient
Hungary water
while mine is stuck in the
cracks of crime scenes
you need luminol
to see all the blood prints
© 2021, Robert Dorsman
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