ni meiyou bing (you’re not sick) I came to UCLA with a dream that I’d be somehow new. That the real me would just appear. Maybe a day after moving in, my first panic attack. I run away from the dining hall. Between striding and rushing deep into campus, I end up in the courtyard of the…
Dear My Immigrant Parents, I want to start by asking you both a question. What was it like moving to a country where you would start off with a clean slate, from your social circles to your education, and even the way that you would assimilate into society as individuals? I ask because I cannot…
You learned to refuse gifts until the the 3rd time before you finally allowed yourself to accept them. Your household had a collection of complimentary hotel soaps, shower caps, conditioners and shampoos. 3. When you were growing up the kids at school thought you had a disease because of your mehndi but now it’s…
This is the colored man’s burden. To always look up to a higher power. Not a god or a deity, but a man with desire.
You are the Burberry fabric I wrap like a noose around my neck. Lauded for beauty but really just a hanging execution by European bourgeoisie.
Patriarchy isn’t colorblind. Women of color haven’t been recognized.