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…
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…
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…
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.