Back in March and April at the beginning of the lock-down and the start of spring, I felt like the only thing keeping me grounded was taking walks in the woods. I was lucky enough to be living in a rural area with a car which meant that my frequent excursions to parks and forests … Continue reading
I started this blog four years ago, just graduated from Wellesley and wanting to share my work. In those four years I’ve worked as a community organizer, fallen in love, and went back to school. Poetry and art have been one of the major ways I’ve managed to navigate these past four years. In this … Continue reading
I thought I’d share this personal narrative that I had written a few months ago on International Women’s Day. It’s about the women before me, my great grandmother, my grandmother, and my mother. How each generation of women in my family for the past century has lived lives deemed impossible to the one before them. … Continue reading
These days every time I open twitter and see the news,I was horrified, exhausted, and in shock. This work has never been easy and these problems are not new but this overwhelming barrage of rapid actions have been overwhelming my heart and crowding my soul. So naturally, I wrote a thing: this is breaking my … Continue reading
Last Tuesday everything changed. At the same time, nothing changed. How is that possible? A friend of mine said that we as Americans had an idea of what our country could be, and Obama with his message of change and hope fueled that fantasy. Trump winning was a reminder of who we actually are. In … Continue reading
Early on today I saw this photo journalistic piece about queerness in China, specifically Beijing where one side of my family lives. It at once made my heart sing and made me rush to the bathroom of my office building to cry. I was overwhelmed by their willingness to participate in this project and stand … Continue reading
the moon spreads in her naked glory days before the night 嫦娥’s figure will be seen stark in her isolation with only a jade rabbit for company As children we were taught many versions of her story. In some she is the loyal wife who tried, in a moment of desperation, to save the immortality … Continue reading
Last week I went to an exhibit called Everywhen: The Eternal Present in Indigenous Art at the Harvard Art Museum (tip for residents of Cambridge, you can get in for free with proof of residence like mail). In the introduction to the exhibit, Indigenous Australian Stephen Gilchrist, of the Yamatji people of the Inggarda … Continue reading
“My Virgen de Guadalupe is not the mother of God. She is God. She is a face for a god without a face, an indigena for a god without ethnicity, a female deity for a god who is genderless, but I also understand that for her to approach me, for me to finally open the door and accept her, she had to be a woman like me.” Sandra Cisneros Continue reading
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