Essays

My body freezes each time I see your body fall, Tamir. Each time you fall, I want to be witness at your side.

I have a constant companion—that version of myself who always thought she would be a mother.

It’s almost like I was never there, even when my toes were inches away from touching the river water.

During my time in Florida, Waffle House's eggs started to disturb me.

You will be an anecdote later. Cheap laughs for a tired campaign team.

Powerlifting reminds me that my body is good and worthy of existence.

The coupons made us feel invincible—we didn’t even have to ask anyone for money, which meant that we were free to choose whichever book we wanted to buy, no repercussions.

That starter contained our whole lives.

I had an abortion because I didn’t have a sexual education.

Ours is a cartography of ruin, a vacancy strewn with all things broken—hearts and homes.