Arts & Culture
When Language Wears Boots
A daughter who is jia 嫁 is out of the house is gone forever, water poured out of a bucket, never whole, never yours again.
The ‘Survivor’ Notebook
I remember the day Mom said “stage IV metastatic,” so now I need a show with forty seasons.
Unlearning the Whiteness of Academic Art History
In Taipei, my disengagement with the silk scrolls wasn’t random. It was learned.
My Body Is an Archive
I’ve published articles on examining the archive’s margins and gaps to recover women’s stories, but that won’t help me understand that girl who left her family when she could no longer live in shame.
After Divorce at Twenty-Four, Lizzo Taught Me to Love Myself Again
“Juice” had the type of lyrics that forced me out of my solitude, whether I wanted to be out of it or not.
After Losing My Father, One Direction Helped Me Find Joy During Grief
That first time I heard it, the music was so catchy and the words were so ridiculous that I threw my head back and laughed. I opened the curtains that had been closed for a month.
A Love Letter to Old Navy’s Wide-Legged Jeans
When I walk to the train, my shadow falls wider, and I like that I’m taking up more space.
Gabrielle Bellot and Megan Milks: Baldwin, Machado, and Other Writers Who Made Us Bolder
“What do we want? Livable lives. Thriving communities. The right to our bodies and our desires. Love. Resilience. Possibility. Queer genius.”
Finding My Language of Healing in Indian Classical Music
To cope with pain, and prepare for parenthood, I had to learn how to breathe. To breathe, I needed more than air.
How a Woman Artist Helped Me Embrace My Choice to be Unmarried and Childfree
Morisot’s paintings of women up close lined the walls, a pastel perspective at vanity tables and in gardens. My breath rushed in: beautiful.
