People
Small Patches of America: When America’s Suburban Romance Is Undone
In other words, the suburbs are equated with whiteness because they were designed to be.
Falling: A Comic
I found it freeing: to accept—instead of fear—gravity, to savor that brief float before the fall.
Medical Care Needs More Space for Patient Narratives
I want medicine to meet me where I am, not where it wants me to be.
Why I’m Still Dreaming of a Brown Percy Jackson
BIPOC kids can be the heroes, the fighters who push back against impossible odds. We, too, should be the stuff of legends and prophecies.
Fostering
As a queer person, I’d had no role models growing up, had to stumble through every relationship, learning how to love as best I could. Dog fostering was a kind of parallel crash course.
In a Time of Mass Mourning, Grief Stories Are a Lifeline
In our constrained culture where public, raw grief is not socially acceptable, I fear that grief stories are being asked to do too much.
On Hiking Alone
Here is my official statement on why I do most things alone: I am a lone wolf. I am comfortable with myself. Here is another explanation: There is something about me that is fundamentally unlikeable.
My Mother, My Ex, and Facial Feminization Surgery: A Comic
I believe so strongly in the beauty and autonomy of body transformation, but I’m worried that will erase the small visible echoes of my (and my mother’s) history of survival.
Getting Famous On Tumblr Ruined My Relationship to My Body
In the time since being an active Tumblr user, I’ve seen our cultural standards for what is “desirable” shift so much.
Finding Salvation in Death Cab for Cutie
I needed her to tell me that it was okay to doubt, to yearn, for the lyrics in our headphones to mean something sacred—with or without God.