PinnedThe first time I was yellow.The first time I was yellow, I was at a gas station with my mother. I felt the glare of a man I did not know, and though I was 9, I could…Mar 20, 20211Mar 20, 20211
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Chargin’ at rejection like it’s a phone at 2%During the brief time I played softball, my coach said something that stuck with me — and it’s something I’ve been thinking about over the…Apr 27, 2018Apr 27, 2018
GrandmaThe soft recording of Buddhist prayer sinks into the night. Notes of cricket chirps sprinkle themselves in the dark, and I am alone with…Jul 31, 2016Jul 31, 2016
