Whenever something goes wrong at the New Amsterdam Theatre, it’s because of Olive Thomas. But the people working there don’t mind; they say, “Technically, she was here first.”
When my grandfather threatened to kill himself, I began to wonder if, as he sees it, he has effectively stopped living.
We’d denounce the marches and torches and chants. When that moment passed, we’d continue to live with the ghosts of our country’s peculiar legacy.
When fighting on behalf of the father you love, who do you become?
“Something as beautiful and unique as lavender wine shouldn’t just be at a country club.”
I felt abandoned and alone. I was told that it was at odds with what mothers should feel, do feel, after childbirth.
Natural disasters have a terrible way of reminding us of our capacity for kindness, acting like a yardstick for our collective empathy or apathy.
I might’ve said too much for a first visit, but Anshu’s warmth had a way of dissolving my worry. To my emotional overspilling, Anshu said she will take care of me from now on.
With this person, I wondered, could I be my full self—queer, spiritual, and religious?
These women showed me how to love and care for myself—the only way a Black woman could.
Being disabled means hundreds of thousands of people believe they always know better than you do.
“Exodus is a large mass moving of people. My slogan is ‘Hair that moves you!’ which I think is cute.”
Knowing and understanding that I’m autistic has given me the strength to experience the excess of empathy that comes from reliving my vivid, video-like memories.
Something unexpected cracks me open every year: Tonight, it was my daughter, recognizing the name I’d given her because I couldn’t give her the woman herself.
“My purpose in life is to encourage people to seek the things they love to do,” says Louis, “not what they think they have to do.”
Many of us don’t get the chance for revenge, justice, or even goddamn peace. Olimpia managed to succeed, throughout her entire life, where men wanted to see her fail.
I spent a lot of time in my nook, tucked away and dreaming.
All the wrong people are crying, and all the people who ought to feel something do not.
“The reality is that training wheels aren’t meant to last. They exist to be discarded after use.”
“The day you sit idle, you are inviting illness and despondency upon yourself. I don’t want to be dependent on anybody. I have too much self-respect.”
