Trap Hill, N.C.  May 1842
 

I ask God to knife / us into cleanly halved / men. Sever me / at the green stem / of our sternum.

Surry Co., N.C.    January 17, 1874
Chang dies late at night. Eng is still asleep.
 

. . . we return as boys / to our native Siam. / Home, I hear / the music of Mother / calling our name / from her floating river house / rocking with the Mekong's rising waters.