If you’re white and still haven’t had that hard conversation with your relatives, wow you are out of excuses. Also: binging Battlestar Galactica at the end of the world, examining…
Growing up, I felt I wasn’t enough. Not white enough. Not Latina enough. I’ve tried to look to my mother’s story as my own missing piece. I’ve made her story…
At my Catholic all-girls middle school, I liked to tell people I was Buddhist. It was my feeble attempt at preteen rebellion. I enjoyed interjecting, “Oh yeah? Well, I don’t…
“Looking for a baby who wants to be pleasured and punished in the most loving of ways. I may look adorable, but I’m quite powerful and will make you shake…