All the Motivation Women Everywhere Need for Semester Two

It is said that the second semester in college puts senior apathy to shame.  It’s cold, for one thing, in most places.  January and February are long, dark winter months full of snow and ice.  Once it all melts into spring, no one wants to stay inside and do their homework. But now, you’re going … Continue reading All the Motivation Women Everywhere Need for Semester Two

On Incubators, Citizenship, and Quiet December Evenings

I used to believe in the power of social media.  I remember my mother, smiling, on the day that marriage equality was legalized across all fifty states.  She told me that social media had done it, that Facebook and Twitter, of all platforms of communication, had saved the day. We were all thinking it.  Looking … Continue reading On Incubators, Citizenship, and Quiet December Evenings

Grunge and Glitter and Girls

What do sovereign power, glitter, and cotton-candy pink all have in common? They are my three childhood obsessions.  Well, that and baby-dolls, which I admit was weird. I mean, I don’t even like babies.  But whatever. My interests have always been somewhat of an oddity.  When I was a junior in high school, I painted … Continue reading Grunge and Glitter and Girls

The Brawl (An Open Letter)

Dear men who are reading this, You will, very soon, notice that this article’s title is a play on words.  The content following may be something you’ve never had to think about before, or something you are uncomfortable with.  Please note that I am really writing this for you.  This article is something I hope … Continue reading The Brawl (An Open Letter)


When people first meet me, they tend to first notice one thing: and that is my skin tone.  I am a pale person.  I’m not talking about your average white person here.  I’m talking about the kind of blinding whiteness that you might think akin to the surface of the sun.  My friends call me … Continue reading Representation

Pretty, Pretty Please

As I phase out of my teenage years and prepare myself to face my early twenties, I’ve noticed a lot of change.  People, places, and the expectations they hold for me are morphing.  The world feels different; I feel different.  And it’s not all bad, but sometimes I do feel like holding on to the … Continue reading Pretty, Pretty Please