Aconite, My Roots
<p>“How could my grandmother have made millions from the antiquated traditions and ridiculous superstitions that I’d been so desperate to abandon?” An essay on the monetization of traditional Chinese medicine and failed promises of diaspora.</p> <p>“<a href="https://www.canopycanopycanopy.com/issues/25/contents/aconite-my-roots" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Aconite, My Roots</a>,” by Henry Zhang is part of <a href="https://www.canopycanopycanopy.com/issues#25" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Resentment</a>, the twenty-fifth issue of Triple Canopy, that is devoted to reclaiming—if not recuperating—resentment, especially as harbored by those who are used to fits of anger and bitterness being indicted as unproductive, petty, selfish, even pathological.</p>
Authors: Henry Zhang
Illustrations: Qian Xinzhong