Love and Silence in Asian America
If the world responds to our silence and not to our love, then it teaches us that silence is a condition of our development.
This Bridge Called My Back, Aiiieeeee!
You were taught to be the quiet one if you wanted a place
You chose the stereotype because it gave you an identity
Ugly FeelingsSingle White Female
Single White Female
How can I allow myself to be changed (to become silent) for a world that will never love me back?
Because I could never be accepted for who I was instead of what I looked like, I desired even more to be accepted.
Woman, Native, Other
Matthew Salesses was adopted from Korea and is the author of two novels, THE HUNDRED-YEAR FLOOD and I'M NOT SAYING, I'M JUST SAYING, and three books forthcoming: DISAPPEAR DOPPELGÄNGER DISAPPEAR: A NOVEL (Little A, August 2020), CRAFT IN THE REAL WORLD (Catapult Books, January 2021), and an essay collection (Little A, August 2021). In 2015, Buzzfeed named him one of 32 essential Asian American writers. He teaches fiction writing and Asian American literature at Coe College.
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