It isn’t often that I see my people, East Asian / Chinese people, assembled in political protest. Even in New York, there are only so many of us. Very often, I’m one of the few APIA (Asian / Pacific Islander American) people there. It’s a lonely feeling. (This isn’t to say that we don’t have a rich history of resistance; but in many struggles today, we are a small group mixed into much larger groups of white, black, and brown faces).Read More
Month: February 2016
For the world is fast asleep
A slumber so thick
It drips like honey
Over every rooftop
Until each city contributes
To the same golden masterpiece
Colored with beautiful, long-awaited serenity
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