Essai

“Be there in half an hour.” Pari read the message from Rachel several times. After graduating from their Master of...

Artist’s Statement: This piece was created in an attempt to articulate the distance created between myself and the self I present...

This essay is inspired by what I thought would be a late-night tweet, which I am particularly fond of, but...

Olivia and I are on my bed, all geared up to watch porn.  My laptop is between us. We split...

As I pondered a pronoun change, I began to think of gender less as a scale and more as a...

She’d first seen shadow puppets when she was five. They were told to sit “Indian style” on the carpet in...

I sanitize my stories like I wash my hands–multiple times a day, scrubbing until they pose no risk to others,...

Over the years I chastised myself for being naïve, for inviting him to stay the weekend. That second guessing is...

Click the ‘Read More’ link to listen to the author read her open letter – it’s to herself, and it’s...