Friday, June 28, 2013

day 286

White men only dance with me because they've dreamt of this moment
Asian woman hand in hand
Keep me at home to clean a household
Mold me into incense candle and Buddha statue

The suburban white woman did not want to sit next to me on the subway
You could almost smell the fear on her skin
Please don't sit near
She moved over

I don't understand why my skin is a controversy
Mum uses skin lightening soap
It's made of tamarinds
 I used to eat tamarind candies and hope to lose my teeth

White man makes love to me
or wants to.
I'm sure it is because I am what dreams are made of.
Signed, Asian wife.

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