Oct 22, 2020
On Preserving Taiwanese Through Romanization
But was there a better way to put these pronunciations on the page?
But was there a better way to put these pronunciations on the page?
To these writers, saunf occurred in the world as a curiosity, but not as an inevitability.
When I look at my personal aesthetic (if I could call it that), I see something that gives me room to move through binaries.
Could I really not keep anything from the unbearable whiteness of being?
Maybe these home remedies aren’t just tricks or distractions. Maybe they are insistences on our well-being.
Though she lives, some part of Korra—the flame throwing hothead, insistent on taking up space—does not survive.
I couldn't afford to live on academic wages, so I became a dominatrix. But after Covid-19, the risks became too great.
Nora Feely on cancer, facing her fears by naming them, and navigating a world filled with sharks
Always the most vulnerable will die. There will be others, too, but it begins there. And we see, in slow moving real time, whose life is valued, whose life is not.
If you feel more spiritual or superstitious than usual, it’s because you are.
The problem, of course, is that the public toilet involves doing the private in public.
I decided to try to find a more complete scientific narrative about trauma instead of accepting damage as a foregone conclusion.
When I looked at her, I simultaneously saw divinity, and myself.
There have always been people suffering from anti-Blackness. And May Ayim highlights the continuity of the Black experience—not only her own, but those before her as well.
Why can’t the abled world fit into our world?
Merlin’s poetic prose is so visual in the writing that many parts reminded me of a graphic novel.
I don’t know when I was born. I’ve stopped pretending that I do.
When your youth is marked so clearly, by a crisp sailor collar and the deep pleats of your skirt, everyone feels like they deserve a piece of it, of you.
If we had left Venezuela, it had to be because life in America was going to be better, but the BSC world didn’t seem inherently better—just different.
Just like plants, we inherit some traits from those who came before us, but when I spend time with my siblings I’m amazed by how different we are.
