Chinese Girl Strikes Back
By Dorothy Chan
I know what I’m getting myself into
when he’s naked in bed, and I’m doodling
bears, bows, speech balloons, and bunnies
on the hotel notepad, because I’m a 5’4”
Chinese girl with a baby face and a chest
that keeps growing, so I might as well keep
the image up—my superpower, my seduction—
my forever line of telling strangers that I don’t
like to dance, but I do like to grind on men, then
run away, or how I always look oh so innocent
no matter what I’m doing, like right now,
as I’m plastering my hotel masterpieces
all over his chiseled body, and damn boy,
I want to take a picture, eat you up, rub you
all over, but actually, I don’t, and I think about
what my friend Adam says about power—the ways
I have it, the way I can tell that this man I’m with
in this hotel room has Yellow Fever—Asian Fetish—
whatever you want to call the whole nine yards or
Everything But the Kitchen Sink Sundae of wanting
the Eastern Other—the Woman with Cat Eyes
and black silky hair, as lover, and I feel like a femme
fatale. And I really should run, but as Adam says,
and I know all too well, I love how this man doesn’t
know that I know about his case of Yellow Fever,
and I’m sure his bros have it too—his Achille’s Heel—
his googly eyes at my round face and lips acting like
I could chop something off any minute, and I remember
the plastic carrot and turnip toys with knife
I had as a kid, chopping each section of fake
vegetable off, but really, there’s a beauty in
this mystery of him not knowing that I know.
It’s a hidden superpower, I say to Kristin and Alex
in San Francisco after Alex says his superpower
is blending in, and of course, we’re not talking about
powers like strength or invisibility or flight or talking
to fish or x-ray vision, which is a damn shame, because
I’d take x-ray vision any day, but I guess, back in
the hotel room, I don’t even need it, as this man
is naked in bed while I’m doodling, and I’m that
Chinese girl who strikes back—running away when
I’m done chopping something valuable off of you.