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Lately, our mother has been trying to goad us into asinine conversations. She brings up crazy things, like conspiracy theories that she’s read about on the internet or news that no sane person could possibly believe is real. The other night, she insisted that the moon landing had been faked.
Too close to home
“Fine,” Umma snaps. “If neither of you care about me, I’ll go crawl in a hole and die. You’ll both wish you were nicer to me when I’m gone.”
Too real
He taught himself to read and write by digging through piles of trash for discarded newspapers.
omg??
He’s wearing a black statement T-shirt that I can’t fully read from this angle. All I can see are the words “SHE PERSISTED” in block letters on his back. When he shifts back in his seat, the front reads: “NEVERTHELESS.”
Dont pmo
“It’s not fine. Those guys are assholes. If you google ‘toxic masculinity’ you’ll probably find pictures of those clowns. They don’t understand all the shit that you women have to put up with. It’s important that women feel safe around me.
He's just NOT convincing. At all.
“George’s car,” she says. The truck looks new, and as we walk by it, I see a bumper sticker on the back: I’M REPUBLICAN BECAUSE WE CAN’T ALL BE ON WELFARE.
!?
peek at the cover. It’s Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie’s We Should All Be Feminists. He notices and offers it to me, his hand outstretched. “Have you read it?”
He really pmo
I get it. As someone who has struggled with friendships my entire life, I really do understand. How many times have I felt a nagging possessiveness over my friends, watching as they grew closer to each other but not me? In that sense, Geoffrey and I are the same. We are both people who are used to being on the outside, looking in.
Ho r u me?
we needed to celebrate to show everyone else that we belonged, that we were good Americans, too. “It’s harder for us because we are Asian,” Appa said solemnly. “We have more to prove.”
he scoffs. “What’s there to be afraid of? Little Oriental girls are nothing to worry about.” “Oriental? What am I, a rug?”
George’s power doesn’t come only from the fact that he has a penis. It comes from his whiteness.
To be the person who is always alone, always rejected. I have never been anybody’s first choice.
