posted by jroselkim
the slurring man on St-Laurent
announced me an
“Asian whore.”
the stooping man in Dublin
guessed that
I would have a tight Asian pussy.
in their eyes, I am
too loose
and too tight,
offensively innocent,
and innocently offensive.
I could never respond to them
not because of fear
but because they always fled
immediately
constructing me as a
non-responsive entity –
(a lack,
psychoanalysis labelled women.
but I am
a lack,
lacking
its discreet white normality)
dear white men,
my impossible existence
on a balmy sunny night
is not yours to judge
or hold
or violate
but mine only.
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