And alone
Ragged and lost
Rooted and adrift
Jagged
Angry
and yet calm
Standing tall
even as
I quake
on the inside.
Someone spit in my face today. Spit… in… my FACE.
Because I am a courteous enough to wear a mask? No.
Because of my Korean heritage.
“Go back to China and take the virus back with you,” he said.
Fuck you too asshole. I was born here.





