reflections, shadows

ohlone land x colonialism x gold mountain x now

been reading jade snow wong's fifth chinese daughter & just realized like damn, i'm really experiencing the chinatown of my grandparents & great grandparents (& a degree closer to my great great grandparents & beyond). so incredibly beautiful for me to weave together, imagine my grandpa & grandma's second & third generation experience in sf. because like fuck, i'm so in 90s/2000s sf then i look at nieces & nephews i'm like damn, y'all gonna be the 2080s sf (unless our reality morphs into that of nausicaa's)! 

i love the aunties & the fire escape ladders. i revel in shadows & am baffled by yet identify with the complexity of reflections. 

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also saw a confederate flag on grant street like bish whut? 

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