Tell Me Why
(profiling | draft 3)
Tell me why you think I’m exotic
Displaying my sun kissed silky skin
Washed in Papaya skin whitening soap
Ever so ashamed of my beautiful melanin
Round brown eyes with double eyelids
Flickering with messages of misperception
I am not Oriental, like noodles or rice
I refuse to be an export of your own ignorant trade
Tell me why you think I’m submissive
I’ll be passive, you be aggressive
Let’s role play our way into my own submission
Because
You’ve assumed your position
My buyer
My owner
I am your mail order bride
And you are my white husband
I am your friendly nurse
And you my patient
Patiently waiting for my service
Tell me why you think I can be bought
Type “Filipina” into Google
Up loads pages of infinite pictures, of
Innocent faces
Accompanied by their girlish first names
Like Michelle, Janice, and Alyssa
Like infomercials on TV
Like household appliances and Foreman grills
Like Ikea catalogs
Each item with its own price tag
My dispensable body waits unknowingly
As you click “Add to Cart”
And send it to its final checkout
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