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azn gurlie some have called me 'chink' when they look into my eyes and see that i am the chink in their tarnished armor that they cannot even see themselves in and some have called me ‘yellow’ jealous because my jaundiced skin outglows the dull azure of their eyes just never, ever, call me Oriental. What is that word anyhow? an Oriental rug, trodden feeling the weight of your imperialist conformity upon my head. an Oriental vase eager to surrender under the weight of some anonymous Pinkerton eager to be shattered and discarded and then later surrendered to the weight of the blade so call me a chink and expect my eyes to shine to rival my yellow skin only remember that i’m not your ming dynasty mantlepiece i’m not your Oriental doormat |