Turmeric tax

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Turmeric tax

I have come to call this the turmeric tax: it’s the price that Eastern traditions have to pay in order to enter into Western consciousness.

Writing by Aditi Joshi

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This home will keep you safe

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This home will keep you safe

mama always said be back before maghrib
before the sun sets in the west
not so I’d be home before namaaz
but because they wander empty streets
look for little girls like me

Poetry by Manahil Bandukwala
Artwork by Nimra Bandukwala
 

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What Asian glow means to me

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What Asian glow means to me

My adoptive parents had never heard of this genetic condition and consequently never warned me about it. Regardless, this was a tangible, physical phenomenon connecting me to my Chinese ancestry, whether I liked it or not.

Writing by Ashley Dawn Louise Bach
Art by Tina Lê and Helen Yu

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Two Poems

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Two Poems

College boy with
too much time, reads a page
of Marquez, thinks he’s a genius.
Now, a cold body against cold
limestone.

Poetry by Eileen Huang
Illustration by Béatrice Bùi

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PAWs Like Me

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PAWs Like Me

A conversation between Sarah Gotowka and Carrie Freshour explores their shared experience of being transnational Korean adoptees, and their lasting friendship and sisterhood that grew after a chance encounter at Taste of Thai Express. 

Writing by Sarah Gotowka and Carrie Freshour

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Shipwreck

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Shipwreck

“His nenggan had ignited and embers were falling. I began to plead with my father. My voice cracked over the “pleases” and my brother began to echo me, his words wavering. I looked over and noticed my mother’s white knuckles.”

Writing by Lianne Xiao
Illustration by Loren Yeung

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The first time I learned to be on my own

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The first time I learned to be on my own

"I realized that I couldn’t let my job define my entire life anymore. I had to do something else to sustain my happiness by giving myself something to look forward to.

Which is when I started to draw again."

Writing by Jieun Lee
Illustrations by Jieun Lee

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Golden Skin

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Golden Skin

9th grade. That’s when I started to examine my own skin.

Writing by Simon Tran
Illustration by Keet Geniza

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The First Time

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The First Time

The first time: 

I raised my question of my intersectionality

Am I Deaf? Am I POC? Am I Queer?

Poetry and illustration by Jessica Leung

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The Whole Six Yards

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The Whole Six Yards

I am only knee deep, but after flailing helplessly for twenty minutes it is clear that I am drowning. It takes several additional minutes to accustom myself to this fact, for it feels like a failure as fundamental as forgetting how to breathe.

Writing by Nina Sudhakar
Photography by Saima Desai

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FIRSTS editors' note

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FIRSTS editors' note

The re:asian editorial team reflects on our first issue, FIRSTS


For children of the diaspora, there’s a shame that precedes so many of our firsts: admitting that you don’t know how to cook your grandmother’s congee, that you’ve never set foot in the country where your parents grew up, or that you’ve never learned to like your body.

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Re-Thinking Asian Masculinity

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Re-Thinking Asian Masculinity

"In the wake of everyday assaults on self-image and personal relationships that Asian men face, I feel the need to push back, to create new understandings of Asian masculinity. At the same time, I wonder if the masculinity that we want to reclaim, the masculinity we feel has been taken from us, is even one worth fighting for.

Writing: Marc Shi
Illustration: Ensley Chau

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Nanjing Road

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Nanjing Road

"as if to tell us that this kind of murder is nothing
more than peeling rice off the collarbones of our

ancestors"

Poetry: Helli Fang
Illustration: Flavia Chan

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Inside of Me

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Inside of Me

"And I try so hard to be gentle
But I always step too hard on my country’s soil"

Poetry: Saba Keramati
Illustration: April Joy Milne

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Letter to my little brother

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Letter to my little brother

"Then, they want you to laugh at the hilarious accents of your uncles: memorize them while they are enchanted and alive across the dinner table, and then trade them in any inebriated room for your social capital"

 

Poetry: Geena Chen
Illustration: Elizabeth Matus

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