Highlights on the Misuse of Justice
This quality of being just, impartial, or fair has, in its time, been abused as much as the marginalized people this quality should represent. These appropriations are not as publicized as infringements upon one of the values that the United States is founded should be, especially in a time when justice is being tested by...
Some thoughts on the US 2016 Election
I’ve wanted to write for days. I still don’t know if I’m ready to, though, to put it all out there. To come to terms with what has happened. But I need to if I’m going to feel better any time soon. Donald Trump was voted in to be the 45th President of the United...
When Life gives you Beyoncé, enjoy Lemonade
Lemonade by Beyoncé is as visually stunning as it is vulnerable. For this, I thank her courage, vision, and incredible work ethic. Beyoncé shows us that there is power and beauty in being vulnerable, that there is power and beauty in being black.
Once Upon a Midnight Dreary
My life is not an easy one for just anyone to live. This is not just me grasping for attention; the same thing can be said about anyone else’s life.
An Infernal Madness
The tyrannical heat of the summer wafted through Eden’s windows and seeped into her bed sheets. She felt the adherence of the silk on her legs and little trails of sweat raced across her neck, mingling the aromatic smell of her hair with a salty sharpness.
Growing into Greatness
Many times, I encounter the question, What would your superpower be? My answer constantly changes. However, each time, I can’t help but remember my first answer: to be invisible.
Good Enough for Me
An apology. All I really wanted was an apology, any sort of acknowledgement that you see what you did wrong to me.
Howl
you think I’m on my knees but I am not on my knees every step is preparation muscles slowly locking into place beneath bruised skin
Walk Proudly and Carry a Big Lathi
What do you do when you’re trying to take a nice, peaceful walk around town when you see some guy beating his girl in the middle of the street? Let’s face it, some of us would walk on past and others would give him quite a mouthful. Well, then-53-year-old Indian woman Sampat Pal Devi...
i wear my mother’s sadness like a wedding dress
silverware clinks and this is the language of our conversation. you are angrier today, fork drawing scars across your plate. i am breathing quietly.
Defective Magical Girl: Channeling “Shortcomings” Like Usagi Tsukino
There is nothing more ironic than a magical girl without great powers. Imagine if Sailor Moon never met Luna and never realized her true identity as a Moon Princess.
The Powerful Voice of Street Art
Perhaps distasteful depictions of profanity have slandered its image, but street art at its core is the purest form of nonconformity and expression.