As I prepare to graduate, I realise I’m having a hard time wrapping my head around ideas of being a graduate. Continue reading
Author: k131131
Screaming with Type.
Waking up in my bed on November 9th, I didn’t have to check my Facebook to know how the election turned out. I felt around me, how everything seemed to be covered in an invisible layer of slime, including myself inside my quiet cocoon of my room. I heard in the rain hitting my window, almost as if the earth was crying. Continue reading
The Imagination in my Shoulder
“what? I don’t feel it, are you sure it’s there?” asks my friend who is a massage therapist. “It’s there you have to push deeper” I say. Continue reading
The New and Improved Racism!
Let me start this off with I like to joke that my skin is so white that it glows in the dark. I used to work at a jewelry store at the airport. One of the things about working retail at an airport is that you meet a lot of different kinds of people, some of them great, some of them awful. Here’s my witness of new racism. Continue reading
Unruly Bodies 