Some think good luck or bad luck is with us from birth—though our luck might change if a winged creature steals a strand of our hair.
Beds transmute into a form of policing while simultaneously being promoted as an alternative to policing.
I knew my body wasn’t ‘right’; it didn’t look like the bodies of the K-pop idols and Korean actresses I grew up admiring.
Months later, when people ask me to briefly describe my experiences in Berlin, I tell them I felt Jewish during the day and queer at night.
The authenticity of chop suey was always the authenticity of survival, of adaptation. And so, like generations of Chinese Americans, chop suey stayed.
After each meeting I felt lighter, looser, having spent two hours listening only to disfluent speech—to voices that sounded like mine.
In video games, dead parent storylines give a character depth. Their grief becomes a plot point, something to overcome.
If a pair, walking together, is forced to pass on opposite sides of some obstacle, they should say “bread and butter” or risk a permanent separation.
How do you navigate a healthcare system that wasn’t designed for you?
When it’s bad enough, a tooth’s quest for touch is suicidal. Imagine asking your teeth to stay six feet apart.