// by Elizabeth Tsung
Here are the things real men have called me: my oriental flower, hot steamed buns, sweet lil’ dumpling, and kung fu bitch. These are true remarks I’ve experienced since my junior year of high school. I have also been on the other end of these comments. Once, I was walking out of the subway when a random white dude called me “chinky slut!”
The world has looked at Asian women under archaic stereotypes for too long. We have been objectified, exoticized, fetishized for too long, and I’ve had enough. So how do we, as people of color, women of color, fight our way through the injustices we see? How do we carve our path and make a name for ourselves in a society that’s constantly belittling us and telling us we are not worthy?
I honestly don’t have the answers. All I can do is have faith that one day, the world will live harmoniously and respectfully with all kinds of people, regardless of their sexual orientation and identity or color of their skin. Right now, all I can do is be inspired by these beautiful pieces of work that hauntingly capture the essence of what it means to be otherworldly and simultaneously human. I hope you agree.