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When Chickens Hatch

Helen Young Chang on remembered racism, both explicit and subtle, and what her parents brought from Taiwan to Southern California.

Apr 22, 2021
Breakdancing Shaped Who I Am As a Black Man and Father

I discovered breakdancing in that VHS time capsule, and that was as close as I’d ever get to a culture that did not exist where I lived.

Apr 19, 2021
How Clea DuVall Helped Me Find Queer Joy

But I’m a Cheerleader gave me something to hold onto: for the first time, I had seen queer love and community.

Apr 14, 2021
Grieving When You Can’t Gather

Nora Feely on loss during the pandemic, chosen families, and the small but devastating things 2020 took away.

Apr 13, 2021
My Ancestors’ Mission to Lighten Our Bloodline Ends With Me

My kin may have erased themselves, but I won’t erase them. Just as I may be their wildest dreams, they are also mine.

Apr 08, 2021
The Queer Diary of an Extreme Heterozygote

Extreme heterozygotes are everywhere in this world. Everyone could be one.

Apr 01, 2021
Make New Memories, Our Story is Enough

I call our son. Mom, he says, after he has tapped the symptoms into Google, have you ever heard of transient global amnesia?

Mar 30, 2021
Organic Chemistry Taught Me to Fully Inhabit My Mixed Identities

I am not half of anything. I am only me, a single whole with multiple truths.

Mar 29, 2021
What Mr. Miyagi Taught Me About Anti-Asian Racism in America

We Asians were in this thing—racist America—together.

Mar 23, 2021
I Wasn’t Supposed to Love Me

Nothing has gotten better—not the pandemic, not racism—but I know, and the Black women in my life tell me so, that everything will be alright.

Mar 18, 2021
What Adopting a Dog Taught Me About My Eating Disorder

During those first weeks, I was in a never-ending, often failing battle with Penny, then an eight-pound roly-poly of a beagle

Mar 18, 2021
Kindness Makes Us Neighbors

I know my neighbors now a little bit better than before.

Mar 10, 2021
Writ in Water: Remembering John Keats and My Friend Susan

And then there is the date that we don’t yet know. The last date—a meaningless number on a calendar until it isn’t.

Feb 23, 2021
How Dungeons & Dragons Helped Me Make Sense of My Mania

The simplicity and certainty of the game was precisely what I needed. Who was I to refuse the guarantee of a certain reality?

Feb 11, 2021
Tracing the Seams

This body is the home of both a female and a male self, and I am not yet sure how to help it accommodate all of me best.

Feb 04, 2021
I Tried to Buy Self-Worth and All I Got Was Credit Card Debt

I dug my hole trying to keep up with a social calendar I couldn’t afford, which is often what happens when you feel like you don’t belong on the social calendar to begin with.

Jan 28, 2021
Every Flavor a Ghost: A Comic

Sometimes even just a minor taste of something brings old ghosts back to me.

How to Love in English

If one loved in the Indian provinces, one could only love in English, with “I love you.”

Jan 14, 2021
Learning to Talk About Domestic Violence

A system that requires us to risk further retaliation when we report being in danger enables and engenders further violence.

Jan 11, 2021
My Body Only Feels Right When It Isn’t My Own

I want to inhabit a form that doesn’t define me; I want to inhabit a form in a way that lets me define it.

Jan 07, 2021