Wednesday, June 19, 2002

Remembering Vincent Chin

"They all look the same" repeated ad infinitum inside a Joseph Cornell coffin, a broken bat stabbed through her broken heart.

In memoriam the ponytailed samurai centerfielder fungoed pitching-machined horsehide, vicious line drives loudly cracked against chain-linked fence and another Chin (no relation) halved a 32 ounce Louisville Slugger longitudinally so that its violent Americanized phallus becomes a red silk Chinese fan when opened.