What's your real name?

I tell him that Cindy is what's printed on my birth certificate.

Ever since I was little, I was made invisible in physical and emotional ways.

On Franklin Avenue, he bumps into me and says, Watch where you're going.

They see us as very quiet, not very outspoken, almost as if we fade into the background in an Ikea parking lot, I yield.

He signals me to roll down the window of my U Haul truck.

Laughs.

Not too bad for an Asian woman.

Asian woman are not weak Asian woman are not timid.

Asian woman are not quiet.

I hear my therapists call me beautiful and call himself color blind.

They don't want something different from what they're used to.

And that kind of forces Asian women to kind of shift towards American beauty standards.

Social standards.

My friend has brain cancer and enrolled in a clinical trial.

Take us if I would sleep with him before he dies.

There is a sense that we always oh, something more that we should accommodate to other people need.

If it's not given immediately, there's a sort of punishment or withdrawal of a relationship to pay for that.

I think the first generation, like my mother's generation and my grandparents, they did keep to themselves.

So you never heard from them?

They were hiding that because they were afraid or anything.

They were just independent.

For some reason this past year, they think all the Asians should go home.

Home?

Maybe, but they don't know that home is here.

No justice, no justice.

I wish Americans are just People would see Asian woman as other people At the root of it all, we are all human beings.

We all have families.

We all have loved ones.

We all want to be happy.

We all care about other people.

Mhm everyone to do all right.

Can you please understand?

Uh, thank you.

Mhm.

Mhm.