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displaced memories

by Giles Li

sometimes i remember
mining for gold
finding scraps from leftover claims
that white men never had the patience to look for
taking what i could after days of searching
under a blistering sun
working toward dreamless sleep
being beaten and robbed
every time i found something where white men
came away empty-handed

sometimes i remember
building the railroads
laying track down faster than the irish laborers
winning bets for the overseer
like a fuckin racehorse

The Day that Bob Hope Died

by Giles Li
(July 28, 2003)

Bob Hope died yesterday
and I don’t mean to be disrespectful, but it seems fitting
because hope died yesterday for me as well.

Hope died for Sheng Hao Tang
when he was beaten to death at the corner of Tamworth and Boylston
on his way home to Beach St
after morning qi gong on the Common.

Hope dies for this 70-year-old man
when he drew his last breath as the victim of a mugging
robbed for a handful of dollar bills.
the same money he and his wife used to raise 5 children


by Giles Li

(The incidents referred to occurred in Boston Chinatown - ed.)

police bring havoc to a Chinatown funeral procession
for another dead chinaman
thru streets that were usually protected
by the superstitions of those who traveled oceans to call them home
pulling themselves onto shore
with the strength just of a belief
that sleeping on streets paved with gold
was enough to buy more life than ever before was afforded them.

police bring havoc

Wishing William Hung into Oblivion (Second Thoughts)

by Todd Lee

Have you ever seen or heard or in some other way experienced something that just made you want to react?  In many ways, that was the origin of my first article on William Hung: “Why William Hung Should Go into Hiding”.  It was a rant.  A rant born of an overwhelming visceral repulsion.  This William Hung “Phenomenon” must be stopped. 


In its/his tracks.

Why William Hung Should Go Into Hiding

by Todd Lee

William Hung may be the most well-known Asian American in the country right now.

Unfortunately, William Hung is a freak. And I don’t mean a “freak” a la Rick James (“Superfreak”) or Funkadelic (“One Nation Under a Groove”.) William, to all our shame, is just a big ol’ circus freak, like the two headed man or the dog-boy. Against all odds, and against all sanity, he has become the star of the most watched TV show in the nation, American Idol.


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