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How a Black Girl Learned To Fly
As the plane began to taxi, the first line of the comic Riri Williams: Ironheart #1 danced in my mind: “I was never meant to fly.”
Mourning My Dad and the Dog He Never Wanted
If I could save her, I would. I needed to feel that it was in my power to save her, to save something. I didn’t need her to be uncomplicated. I didn’t need a good dog. I needed her.
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.
Muchhadji Has Achieved the Bombay Dream—I’m Still Working on It
Most paanwalas sell loose cigarettes. I don’t smoke often, but when I do, I buy one or two. I never buy them from Muchhad.
Finding Faith in the House of Capricorn
To this day, I can’t tell you the names of my extended family in Taiwan—but I can tell you their astrological signs.
What I Learned By Wearing My Mother’s Clothes
Sharing clothes feels like sharing a secret, the same way being someone’s child does.
On OCD, My Mother, and the Ways I Learned to Let Go
It goes like this: sit with the thought, don’t move your fingers, arms, legs, let it enter you, let it stay, let it leave.
How My Fear of Loss Became a Fear of Fire
On some level, we all know: Everyone who is etched into our being will one day vanish.
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.