Or in English: neither from here, nor there. I am right in between—both places, both languages, both worlds making up who I am. My first semester teaching, I had a student who made me feel like I was looking at a mirror. She was a young woman, a language broker, a first-generation Mexican-American with family who […]
On Sunday, September 15th, I sat with my grandpa in our living room. Our dog Max claimed his space between the two of us. And while my main focus was the 300 pages of reading a professor assigned, my grandpa had his eyes on the TV. He watched the current Mexican President, Andrés Manuel López […]
Last month my grandmother died. I knew I’d someday have to say these words out loud, but, nonetheless, I wasn’t ready to say them. Maybe because she helped raise me, and I saw her more like my mom than a grandma—she’d always say “yo soy dos veces tu madre”—or maybe because for the last year, […]
There were few places my classmates and I went to during lunch. A couple of us drove, but we were in high school and weren’t allowed to drive each other. So we walked, in our uniform sweater vests and plaid skirts, to the family-owned burger eatery, the Chinese place that reeked of old egg rolls, […]
Six months after I graduated from college I signed up for ministry school. Because apparently, I’m the kind of person who likes school that much. For the ministry school, I went to prophetic workshops and listened to sermons on miracles and faith and wrote things in my journal like, “Don’t ever take counsel from someone […]
This Body Is: A Review of Roxane Gay's Hunger
Hailey told me about Roxane Gay’s Hunger: A Memoir of (My) Body the day after it released. She dragged Ashley and me to the closest Barnes and Noble so she could pick up her copy. I picked up books I still haven’t read, and Ash picked up a copy of a book I pretended I had […]
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