Black Lives Matter.

Yesterday was Blackout Tuesday, a day promoted to observe, mourn, and spread policy change in the aftermath of George Floyd’s death (read more here). For many, that meant posting a black square on social media with the hashtag blackouttuesday. For others, myself included, that meant posting resources on where to donate, where to sign petitions, and other related information. I believe silence is violence, and just blacking out social media doesn’t seem to be enough. Today, I share this message with all of you on my blog as well:

Take today to do more. There are numerous ways we can make more of a difference.Read More »

[Poetry] Asian-American

When I was a child, being Asian-American meant breaking wooden chopsticks over a noodle lunchbox, sunny yellow dresses to bring out the sunny yellow of my skin, and laughing with my colorful classmates because we didn’t know yet we were different.

When I grew older, being Asian-American meant seeing for the first time my father’s oil-stained hands from days of toil, and my mother’s quiet strength as she built a home in the middle of a strange language.Read More »