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A long time later, I would speak to you:
at first, polite rebukes to right your wrong,
and later, more indignantly, "Of course I do,"
and sometimes just: Ching chong, ching chong, ching chong.
We've met before and since. The kid who asked,
"Are you Chinese?" when class had just begun.
The client who saw almond eyes and tasked
a different English tutor with her son.
And, by the way, my English is superb;
and it would fucking floor you to inspect
each litotes and each subjunctive verb
in all my flawless, midwest dialect.
But you don't care, since you've forgotten who
this Asian was, not that you ever knew.