This is for the Rice Queens

This is for the Rice Queens

The ones who live life like the international food aisle at Loblaws

Picking and choosing - consuming and using.

The ones who feel entitled to step to me and ask 21 questions on my ethnicity.

Why?

So you can play mix and match?

My ethnicity and -

Appropriate racist compliment?

My ethnicity and -

Your ex-boyfriend? Or that friend of a friend of a friend of yours who works in accounting who also happens to be Filipino?

Because yes. Of course I would know them. I see them every Sunday at the meetings.

This is for the Rice Queens

The ones who say you Filipino boys are so beautiful.

You have such smooth skin, exotic eyes and sensual bodies.

And you’re all bottoms.

My skin is not soft because I am Asian.

It’s because I moisturize.

And when will you realize that race has nothing to do with sexual position!

Maybe I’m lazy and I just like to lay there.

Oh, and it’s not a “preference” if you reference my culture or race

That’s Racist.

but of course you say

“That’s just what I’m sexually attracted to - what am I supposed to do?”

Newsflash. Your genitals can be racist too.

This is for the Rice Queens

The ones who want to save the Filipino boys that nobody wants

cuz we’re too feminine and have small cocks.

My body is not some accessory you can use to validate your sense of Masculinity.

I am not some submissive boy shipped across the water bent over on his knees looking for a lord and master.

I am sun-kissed, mestizo born and complicated like 7000 islands.



Submissive?

Resistance is the legacy of my people and land - cuz if the Spanish, Japanese and Americans couldn't do it…

What makes you think you can?





This is for the Rice Queens

The ones with the cold eyes, fair hair and pale skin.

Because boys who look like me were never meant to win

Boys who look like me are supposed to be grateful to have your attention

that we exist only when you hold us

that substance, meaning and worth can only be found when you bend us and fuck us

This…is for boys like me

Boys dancing in the dark

boys who have settled for less because we have always been told that we are worth less.

So we searched for something, something that would bring us to light some white prize with blonde hair and blue eyes and they told us that this…this would bring us to light like some porcelain Pinocchio child.

This…is for boys like me

Boys who wait by the fire

feeling the heat and craving desire

searching for eyes that don’t compromise

what it means to love ourselves and others.





Cuz the truth to this journey is

I have always been beautiful.

And I didn’t need to hear it from that white guy or that white guy or that white guy.

I have always been beautiful.

We have always been beautiful.

We deserve ourselves and we deserve each other.

This is for boys like me.





By: Ray Bustamante Garcia