Activist lover
WE USED TO RIDE THE SAME BUS WHEN WE WERE STILL in grade school. She was always neat, prim and...
Perfect girl? She doesn’t exist
Most of the time, I don’t like the person that stares back at me when I look into the mirror....
Losing three men
I was 13 years old when he left me. It was an ordinary Monday. I left for school without much...
COVID-19 and my mother’s ‘champorado’
There was one thing I had always longed to hear from my mother. It was a simple question answerable with...
I thought I had everything figured out
I had thought that Denette (not her real name) was the one I would finally settle down with.
ASL?
“ASL?” I hit the send button in my conversation with a stranger. Three letters: age, sex, location—whether you’re looking for...
Bouncing back
WHEN IT rains, it pours. And when it poured, I got really soaked.
Motherhood in the pandemic
It was too hot. I sat on one of the chairs outside the pediatrician’s clinic in a hospital while my...
