coconut leaves

Stone Canoe


reading "coconut leaves"


reading my poem "coconut leaves" recently published in Stone Canoe Journal

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Decolonizing Touch: Clair de Lune

Decolonizing love requires awe. Oracles would have me thinking otherwise.

Recognize strangers touching dead bodies as another kind of embrace, and the camera watches strangers sending bullets hugging strangers as voyeur, a drone kissing children in the field.

The fire takes it all. I’m tired. Are you?


About Decolonizing Touch:
DECOLONIZING TOUCH is a monthly column about love and intimacy. If the revolution will not be televised, then the erotic, the heartbreaks, and interpersonal relationships most certainly will go unseen. But I believe that what happens in private is the most radical space of all. What does it mean to desire the Other? How does it feel to need the oppressor? I hope to answer these questions (and more) in my column.

Three Poems

Yalobusha Review






Read--

Giving Oral

Menstruating in America

Giving Head

--here.

Digital Chapbook: I AM NOT A WAR

Essay Press


I AM NOT A WAR, Sophia Terazawa


Please help me welcome into this world the birth of I AM NOT A WAR, a winner of the 2015 Essay Press Digital Chapbook contest!

Rosebud Ben-Oni's introduction states:
This is absolutely essential reading—and you will need to spend some time with I AM NOT A WAR, revisiting passages from its past pages as you continue, taking in its images both written and visual. In this extraordinary time of dismantling the standards against which we measure socio-historical truth, Terazawa’s I AM NOT A WAR rings true.

The chapbook is now online! READ IT HERE.

I AM NOT A WAR, Sophia Terazawa

Decolonizing Touch: What's Love Got to Do with It?

THE DECOLONIZER



He was nothing more than a street cleaner, but he sang beautifully―with such gusto and dignity, in fact, that no revolutionary could help but fall in love with this man, who swept Saigon’s dusty avenues by day and led Party rallies by night. If Uncle Ho had a canary, this man could lead an entire choir to liberation. He sang for the hearts of many. He sang for dear Vietnam. But why did he have to go and marry my sister, too?

Thus began my mother’s dreadful story of how romance should claim no space in war.




About Decolonizing Touch:
DECOLONIZING TOUCH is a monthly column about love and intimacy. If the revolution will not be televised, then the erotic, the heartbreaks, and interpersonal relationships most certainly will go unseen. But I believe that what happens in private is the most radical space of all. What does it mean to desire the Other? How does it feel to need the oppressor? I hope to answer these questions (and more) in my column.

PHANTASMAGORIA: Murdering Madame Butterfly

Luna Luna Magazine


(Photo: Justin McManus)

Mrs. Booth, my high school orchestra teacher, distributes the sheet music for Un Bel Dì, Vedremo, the stringed accompaniment to Butterfly’s hopeful vision in Giacomo Puccini’s opera. In perhaps one of the most famous arias about a teenager pining for a grown white man, the girl, otherwise known as Cio-Cio San―chōchō meaning butterfly in Japanese―fantasizes about the return of her American lover.

The man eventually arrives, yes, but with a white American wife.

With this revelation of betrayal in the final act, Cio-Cio San plunges her father’s knife into her stomach, thereby ending her heartbreak and―con onor muore―"to die with honor."


About PHANTASMAGORIA:
This is a series of confessionals about the intersection of Asia America and feminism in desperately melancholic times. Asian American women are committing suicide. The number of us with depression is rising at an alarming rate. It is my hope to illuminate the will to live in a radical spirit of exile. Welcome to PHANTASMAGORIA.

FORTHCOMING: I AM NOT A WAR

Essay Press



2015 Essay Press Chapbook Contest
(Photo: Essay Press)

I AM NOT A WAR was selected by Rosebud Ben-Oni as one of the 12 winners for the 2015 Essay Press Chapbook Contest. This will be my first chapbook publication, and I cannot tell you how giddy this makes me feel right now...

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Essay Press is dedicated to publishing artful, innovative and culturally relevant prose. We are interested in publishing pieces that are too long to be easily published in journals or magazines, but too short to be considered book-length by most publishers. We are looking for prose that has something to say, essays that both demand and deserve to stand alone. We particularly welcome work that extends or challenges the formal protocols of nonfiction, including, but not limited to: lyric essays and prose poems or poetics; experimental biography and autobiography; innovative approaches to journalism, experimental historiography, criticism, scholarship and philosophy.