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Heidi *Bookwyrm Babe, Voyeur of Covers, Caresser of Spines, Unashamed Smut Slut, the Always Sleepy Wyrm of the Stacks, and Drinker of Tea and Wine*
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She never dared to argue with my father, who in our home was both a king and a god. His word was law; the rest of us, his pawns, did what we were told to do.
Ew
I didn’t want to hear any more. I didn’t want to know any more. All I wanted was to sleep, to forget.
Would she still be this person, waiting around for my father, who doesn’t even want her?
Anyways, have you ever heard of a white man treating his girlfriend or wife badly? Because I haven’t!”
Open your ears then
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.
Yikes!
Never once have I seen my own parents kiss.
If it bothers you that much, I can give you both nicknames.”
Or you could just learn
Swearing on your mother’s life is something so American, so white, that neither of us can truly understand it.
John
I thought his name was george
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t lonely.
“Whoa, whoa. You guys having a pillow fight without me? At least let me watch!”
EW! What a creep!
As soon as his back is turned, I envision myself driving a knife into his neck.
“What’s there to be afraid of? Little Oriental girls are nothing to worry about.”
His words hit me like a physical blow. I should have killed you in your sleep.
Why would a woman, let alone an Asian woman, challenge his authority?
In his mind, only another man could pose any kind of threat or challenge.
Not even my father, another man, can compare because George’s power doesn’t come only from the fact that he has a penis. It comes from his whiteness.
When we succeed, it’s only because men allow us to.
Your job is the home. Having a baby. You know, the things that matter to women.”
I hate men
Shouldn’t children and supporting the family be the job of both men and women?”
“What are you, some kind of feminist or something?”
Who is he if he can’t control you? Is he even a man anymore?
A salty liquid trickles down my throat. The outside is crunchy cartilage. I jam it into my left cheek and bite down with my molars; jellylike matter explodes within my mouth. It’s delicious.
EW
George’s keys and wallet sit on the counter. Smiling to myself, I take out his driver’s license, walk over to the kitchen sink, and jam it down the garbage disposal.
Lmao
If you killed someone, then . . . it depends on whether or not they deserved it.”
