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To
White Women Who Think They’re Different
Stop Fuckin’
Touching Me
By Kil Ja Kim
This is
one for all the white women,
Who
think they’re sisters in the struggle.
I guess
you don’t get it.
You
can...
walk
around with your colored lover.
read the
same books as me.
get that
happy “oh, it’s a person of color” smile when you see us
non-white folks.
and
most insultingly, listen with aggressive sympathy as I talk about…
The
racism and sexism I experience
and
the
white
men who feel at will to touch me.
You say
things like, he better not do that to me
I guess
you don’t get it, huh?
If
you’d notice all along,
he only
touches women of color.
But I
guess you thought we were in the same boat, huh?
Think
again.
You’re
still a white woman, which means…
Your
body is valued more.
People
are more concerned with how you feel.
People
are more afraid to do something to you
because
they know people would be more outraged
that he
is touching you.
You see,
people don’t care much what white men do
To
Black, Brown, Red, Yellow women.
So
you can stop trying to think we alike.
Stop
thinking
that
just because we use the same bathroom in public spaces
mean we
in the same boat.
Stop
thinking
that
if I reach out to you
and
give you a hug once in a while when you're sad
that I
want you to violate me.
But I
guess that’s something you like to secretly think
(even though
publicly you tell me your theories on racism and how you know
you’re different).
That
must be why you don’t think twice about…
telling
me you like my long (Asian) hair,
telling
me you like my ass (as if you’re one to judge),
sharing
with me your ideas about race, sex and the rest
(don’t you
notice I just look at you when you speak?),
standing
all up on me,
‘bout
to bust a nut because I have some pigment and dark hair and
eyes,
getting
that giddiness in your white flesh, turning pink from delight
that
i’m a colored girl,
getting
excited cuz I’m an “angry Asian woman,”
that
I’m not being “submissive” like the people of color YOU
don’t want to hang around,
getting
all excited cuz my thick (Asian) body with my “Asian anger”
reminds you of…
all
the black people you want to fuck
(just
like you want to fuck me).
And
when I am just standing there,
Or just
sitting in a chair,
you
touch me so easily.
Just
like all of the white men.
But I
guess you think that it’s cool, that we’re like that, that
we’re sisters.
(sorry,
excuse me while I snort)
(ok, I
am back)
Yes,
you, the white woman who
listens
aggressively,
loves
colored people aggressively,
AND just
like any white man, wants to touch me at will aggressively.
Putting
your hands up on my head like I’m your little kid
And on
my thighs, like I’m your bitch
And
slapping me on the ass when you like what you see.
It
is apparent that this ain’t no white woman’s secret either
cuz
you do
it when folks are around.
And who
ever said that bullshit that white woman don’t have access to
patriarchy?
I know,
I know, something you deny.
Cuz if
you actually had to deal with the power you have as WHITE women
it’d
fuck up your world view.
Remind
you that reading all of your whiteness books ain’t changing
shit.
Cuz
it’s your white hands I got to…
avoid
(and cut off).
But you
gotta see yourselves as connected to me somehow.
But
you more connected to white men,
even
the ones you think are racist and sexist and…
different
than you?
But
you must have something
because
you sure can touch me like the white men do.
In front
of all of the white folks.
And the
few other people of color they like to touch too.
Copyright 2003 © Kil Ja Kim |
