Integrating the personal with the professional was helpful in the chaos of 2020. But by 2021, I often lost track of whether I was a teacher or a therapist.
For many, our education in first-person writing begins with the college application essay, which rewards uplifting narratives with neat-bow conclusions. This is a bad thing.
I want to live in a world where I can be a physicist without also being asked to speak on or compensate for the persistent racism of institutions.
Yuka took my feelings of alienation and monstrousness and turned them into a hilarious joke we shared.
“We can make a positive impact and pursue our dreams in this country—even when we feel unwelcome in it.”
“Trump and his administration are readable. And we must read them carefully.”