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Everyone Loves An Asian Girl

Everyone loves an Asian girl
Sounds like music to my ears
I wear a red t-shirt with those words proudly representing reali-tee, are shown every time I put it on
when people smile and nod,
agreeing with this obvious truth
or they could just be looking at my...

But do you see me as just an Asian girl?
What is it that you truly love?
I even started a group on Facebook,
a joke,
with more than 800 members where people write things like
"Asian girls are the best"
or think they can get action by posting in the group-
"Any hot Asian ladies, holler at your boy Philly."
Right, Philly?
The only hollering you'll get is when I throw up listening to your Philly Cheesesteak.
I'm not into beefcakes, if you know what I mean.

So when did liking Asian girls become a trend?
When my friend asked me,
"Jenna, why do guys like Asian girls? "
I let out a smirk and didn't know what to say
it's because we're cute,
and petite,
and exotic?

Wait a minute, why did I justify?
Offended because she reduced me to that.
I was more than just an Asian girl
who got all the stares at my...
"everyone loves an Asian girl" t-shirt.

But was I the one reducing myself to this?
Who put on a shirt to prove her own identity
though feeling lost among her own people
Not knowing why they paint the dragon's eyes red,
which is my favorite color.
I must be pretty lucky,
except when random aunties talk to me
and assume I understand Cantonese or Mandarin but
the only mandarin I know is the fruit.
Rich in vitamin C
unlike the potassium-filled banana-
yellow on the outside,
white on the inside.
Yellow on the outside,
white on the inside.

But, I look a little more tan.
Something I like to be
even though I put on my SPF 30,
hoping to get a little heat
and add matte bronzer
hoping to lose this tint of yellow color
I may not even be.

When I seem to mock the color I try to be,
holding up peace signs to my face and
throwing in a little squint
when these little v's were used to tell victory,
or protest another "v",
and don't forget the hippies who just want peace.

So I look at these two peaces standing on my hand,
realizing I have separated the me who I am
and the me I wish to be
when all I seem to be reduces me to a little t.

Everyone loves an Asian girl.

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