Quiet, Yellow Man

I sit, as one, divided. Divided in today's nearly black world where the society around me forces me to pick sides. On racial issues. In political debates. On everything. And when I can't quite make up my mind, I end up staying silent: a mute watching from the sidelines. When I keep my mouth shut,… Continue reading Quiet, Yellow Man

A Continuation

My own journey begins long before I was born. In the December of 1996, a young Chinese student left behind his family and a homeland in turmoil, crossing the Pacific with only two suitcases. With only the bare necessities in his hands and the weight of the world on his shoulders, he still managed to… Continue reading A Continuation