I dream of floating high above the clouds that hover over the heads of those below. Blocking the sun, preventing the warmth and vibrancy of what could be. I can see it. A world that exists beyond ours; within ours. A world where healing is given the time of day; where
It’s one o’clock in the afternoon on a Saturday and my sister, mom, and I have just walked into the hair salon. My sister is four and I’m six. As we walk into the salon, I quickly realize that something is out of place. Something is wrong. I soon understand that the “something” is me.
Everyone knows the feeling of not fitting in. We often find ourselves trying to mold to the space that we’re in to feel a little bit more comfortable. To avoid conflict, to avoid drawing attention to ourselves. This summer I lived with my brother and his housemates in Brooklyn. We’re all in our twenties, there
What does it mean to be outside the boundaries of normative gender categories? By normative, I mean masculine and feminine and how these structure the way we dress and act, but also dictate whom we are attracted to, what we find to be attractive, and the limits that we place on desire. Desire is a