Delaney

“It is through living, then dying, and living to die again that we discover what being alive is supposed to mean at all.”
― Camonghne Felix, Dyscalculia: A Love Story of Epic Miscalculation

“To recite my poems to an audience is to be slapped awake by my limitations. I confront the infinite chasm between the audience’s conception of Poet and the underwhelming evidence of me as that poet. I just don’t look the part. Asians lack presence. Asians take up apologetic space. We don’t even have enough presence to be considered real minorities. We’re not racial enough to be token. We’re so post-racial we’re silicon.”
― Cathy Park Hong, Minor Feelings: An Asian American Reckoning

“I feel so alone sometimes, you have no idea. And the loneliness seems to seep into my bones and I get scared because I feel numb. Not depressed or upset: I’m a blank tape. Like someone dragged a magnet against the tape inside my brain and erased all the information. There’s nothing left to feel. I felt it all and I’ll never feel anything new again and I’ll always be alone.”
― Silvia Moreno-Garcia, Silver Nitrate

“I have struggled to prove myself into existence.”
― Cathy Park Hong, Minor Feelings: An Asian American Reckoning