Objects – Asian American Writers' Workshop
They thought me the oddity, though they were the ones depriving themselves of air. I watched them with the same curiosity that they watched me. How? And why?
Objects – Asian American Writers' Workshop Essays Reportage Marginalia Interviews Poetry Fiction Videos Everything Flash Fiction Objects They thought me the oddity, though they were the ones depriving themselves of air. I watched them with the same curiosity that they watched me. How? And why? By Kyle Lucia Wu Wikimedia/NMWH Fiction | Chinese immigration , Flash Fiction , Orientalism December 18, 2020 October 1834, they listed me as Auphmoy on the ship from Guangzhou to New York. It wasn’t right, but neither was what they changed it to. Still, I stayed Afong Moy forever after that.
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