Yellow-skinned targets

Fracturing, shattering, social disharmony, An invisible threat makes them reach for their armoury. Seeking a scapegoat to bestow all the blame, Fingers land on my heritage and then comes the shame. *** Where I see my skin they see yellow-stained targets, To launch insult missiles and harsh verbal rockets. The air is an echo of … More Yellow-skinned targets

Ching chong eyes

I started primary school almost two decades ago. Whilst many memories of my time there have faded over the years, there are certain things I can conjure up vividly and will think about every now and again. This is one of them. We were in grade four, a bunch of ten year-olds restlessly lining up … More Ching chong eyes