Anti-Asian Racism Already Threatens My Future Children

Some will say America is better than this — it’s not

Photo of an adult’s hand holding a baby’s hand.

For the longest time, whenever my mother dreamed of a baby, she’d call me to talk about my future children. She’d describe in vivid detail the child’s mix of features, curly hair, and fat cheeks. If she saw a blonde baby, she’d ask if I was dating una rubia, or someone possessing…