Hello friends, What a month. What a month!!! Have you screamed yet? I feel sloppy drunk without tasting a sip of alcohol. Looking back, I can’t see March clearly. What I remember are barbed feelings. Like shards of glass collected in the palm of my hand, each serrated piece reflecting frustration and anxiety. Chinese-Americans (and the Asian diaspora at large)
three: step into the red of the vanishing sun
three: step into the red of the vanishing sun…
three: step into the red of the vanishing sun
Hello friends, What a month. What a month!!! Have you screamed yet? I feel sloppy drunk without tasting a sip of alcohol. Looking back, I can’t see March clearly. What I remember are barbed feelings. Like shards of glass collected in the palm of my hand, each serrated piece reflecting frustration and anxiety. Chinese-Americans (and the Asian diaspora at large)