homeless and yellow 2

In the morning, I go to an ASIAN ANONYMOUS meeting. It's just all of us yellow folk getting together and talking about our problems. Hello, my name is Jack and I am an ASIAN. HI JACK. It's so quiet and no one speaks up so I end up being the one to speak.

"I don't know. As you know, I got my girlfriend pregnant and then she got raped...

I pause

It's hard. Going on. When my parents found out,

they made me apologize

but then the rape,

a terminal period,

I just wanted to kill myself so I just began to run and run..."

"You're a shame to the Asian Race."

"I really don't care. Why do you have to hide everything about yourselves anyway? I heard your husband ran a whorehouse in his basement. Are you proud of that?"

"Who you to judge? My husband good man. Met bad friends."

"I just feel that I don't know..."

Sometimes my face breaks as glass breaks when it hits the floor and my emotions spill all over formlessly. I have to make me face all over again in order to save my face. IT takes me a long while to reconstruct my face.

We should run away?

Where would we go?

Somewhere no one could find us, in between the sun and the moon.

I sleep in my box stuck together with tape, glue, and bugger. I like it inside of this box. It's even got rooms in a way. I like it because i made it. I even cut out windows. I feel like I am a caterpillar. I dream of Korea at night. The Korean mob is searching for me, wanting to kill me.