KEE LIN The following was a blur to me, a flood of parents’ worst grief Their daughter killed their only son; plus, I’d hurt the police But that wasn’t the worst they’d be, they spat over my words and pleas Welling up my hurt from deep, I screamed “the cop tried to murder me” For nothing, they wished my brother survived instead of a girl like me At first it sounds absurd except, in retrospect, a certainty The irony finally seared in my mind: They’d be fine if I died; I’d decided to fight Was there ever a choice? Nope. I’m taking it back. Can’t stop my flow, be water and go, redirect the attack So what? the world has forsaken me Enough, it’s me and my agency Let’s see how much more I got Thrown– PARENTS Out! KEE LIN Thrown from my home Now the end is unknown How do I go it alone? Breathe in Breathing Leaving Repeating this isn’t my– KEE LIN Breathe in Breathing Believing PARENTS Believing Kee Lin, This is my fault. This is your fault.

PB JONES: Now you may know Ellis Island and lady liberty Gimme your tired, poor masses, HAH, a load of crap they’re giving me Europeans had a 60 second physical, you kidding me??? Angel Island is the guardian of the western gate LEE: we don’t do that on this coast. PB JONES: I’m PB Jones, the angel of angel island Don’t you dare apply now for your fake and vain asylum I’m PB Jones, I’ll acquaint you with my lair but first Please step off from the ferry for a welcome to America *cowbell* Yes guards, don’t be afraid to be too rough Our purpose is to make sure they never set foot on the mainland. FAT PORK: First thing first was a grueling physical They herded all the men, scared us to bits Only the chinese got this kinda treatment They made us strip down and examined our-- ALL: shhhhh PB: Fun fact! x4 CHIN: they combed through our poop looking for special parasites FAT PORK: hookworm is common among human beings and easily treatable CHIN: they assigned us all prisoner numbers FP: I was 7-24. The non-Chinese were free to go. CHIN: Then came the weird-ass tour PB: I’ll give you men a tour before we place you in detention Some things inside these harrowed halls are too depraved to mention State of the art interrogation rooms, we’re never lazy here LEE: We don’t take your lai see here CHIN & FAT PORK: I heard Chinese go crazy here PB: Now, over here is a painting of... CHIN: What happened to Kee Lin? This place is giving me the creeps… GUARD *drags KEE LIN in, who's dressed in Kai Chung's old things*: Stay in the men’s barracks, you lecherous chinaman! FAT PORK: What are you doing here, Kee Lin, thought you were with the women, is that your brother’s suit?? And a goatee? KEE LIN: yeah, I put it on so they’d put me back with you dweebs. Ta-da PB JONES: Only little walk more You’ll see your prison numbers and the date On this big imposing Chalkboard This chalkboard will seal your fate: PB (others ECHO): Board of special inquiry (that means interrogation), Deportation (deportation) ….Or San Francisco (what) Now onward, men. To detention! CHIN: Wait, that’s fat pork’s number on the chalkboard; he's about to be interrogated KEE LIN: let’s hide so we can hear the questions they ask him FAT PORK: aite see you later!