"We began before words and we will end beyond words."
Phil Ochs' Here's to the State of Mississippi Here's to the state of Mississippi For underneath her borders, the devil draws no lines If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find Whoa, the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes The calender is lyin' when it reads the present... Continue Reading →
My Makeup is Not for You. Having a defined self-care routine is very important for maintaining my mental and physical health. It is so easy to forget about yourself and the care that you deserve when you're working five days a week and running around the city. It's also incredibly important to realize that... Continue Reading →
Privilege rears its head in many forms and places. It is crucial to remember that those who are privileged in one form may be under privileged in another. And for that reason, we must always reassess the roles we play in the narratives of privilege and discrimination. Heterosexual Privilege: I have a love/hate relationship with Coming... Continue Reading →
Some friends will believe in you more than you believe in yourself. Those people are gold. Keep them for as long as you can. When working in an institution where a hierarchy exists, if even vaguely, remember that those around won't always take your moving up as well as you will. Stay neutral in situations... Continue Reading →
Oh my God. I just realized I'm not married. And that I don't have a boyfriend. And that at any moment an angry mob will ransack my apartment in declaration that I'm a witch, before they burn me at the stake. How dare I be in my twenties and single, let alone unmarried? Damn. Damn. Damn.... Continue Reading →
For those who know me, it has always been my goal to move to Europe-- specifically France -- when I got my Bachelor's Degree. Though as a cultural critic I've always considered the how difficult it would be for me to adapt to a new language, not to mention a gendered one. Yet, this... Continue Reading →
I've slept with twenty-seven people. Thirteen girls and fourteen guys. I know, who would've thought I had all that spare time. So, now that you know I've been around the block what do you think of me? Am I: a) a slut b) a prude or c) an average girl? Chances are your answer dances around a)... Continue Reading →
I hate when men assume the authority to police a woman's body on the street. And I mean this beyond sexist macroagressive behaviour like yelling, "Hey sexy!" Or "How much?" out their car window. Funny enough, what particularly bothers me is the need to tell me to smile while I'm walking down the street. "Smile,... Continue Reading →
Do you think it's contradictory to tell me not to go out at night while disagreeing with victim-blaming as a whole? Last night I texted my brother, as I usually do most nights, to see how he was doing. After talking briefly about my approaching birthday and my aspirations I said to him, "Being a lady... Continue Reading →
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