modified from a letter I wrote to the friends and students and teachers and loved ones I have not met yet Today [as of April 19, 2021], I...

Fruit is a love language for immigrant daughters I’m convinced but Fruit as a love language cannot be equated to quality time or acts of...

I started painting my nails a few months before I first came out as gay, and although I don’t think physical appearances should...

Ink, Mixed Paper, Oil Pastel on Bristol Board Inspired by street art in the Plaza de Armas in Lima, Peru, this self portrait depicts the...

To truly love someone for who they are is not an easy thing Often times, it means you also need to fight for them You’ve got to protect...

queer space is a kind of a myth to me. “queer space” is like “true love” or “the perfect college”: everyone is like “you’re just gonna...

The bat was metal, not wooden; pink, not brown, and this was the year I realized what it meant to be a girl. Given to me by mi abuelo,...

How are you marking time in the pandemic? How do you process/celebrate/sit with/grieve/honor anniversaries that are important to you? We...