How Watching Asian American Dads Onscreen Helps Me Face My Own
Our fathers may never know us the way we wish they would. And if we learned that ignorance is bliss, it’s because we learned it from them.
Mimi Wong is a writer covering art, culture, and literature. Her work has appeared in Electric Literature, Hyperallergic, Literary Hub, Refinery29, and ArtAsiaPacific, where she is a New York desk editor. She is also Editor in Chief of The Offing.
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