Opinion: Contempt and Discrimination I’m trying to imagine what it’d be like to tell a child — any child — that they are not allowed to be culturally enriched at a performing arts center while other people are because those people decided to allow experimental juice to enter their bodies…

Almost three weeks ago, we got a new puppy. There was no comparison to the first encounter we had had with Franklin, our firstborn. This puppy — Marshall — was calm, soothing, loving, and obedient. He slept on the plane ride home, no problem. He didn’t have any accidents, or…

When I was in eighth grade, I got in trouble for bullying. A group of about twelve of us eighth grade girls made a circle around a sixth grader. While we chanted, “Tie my shoe. Comb my hair,” she attempted to escape like Red Rover but we wouldn’t let her…

In school, many history courses assume a strong undertone of the inequality endured throughout time. Whether it be those of Jewish faith or African American slaves, almost every group possible has been subjugated due to their appearances and/or differing beliefs. It is through the analysis of this repeating pattern —…

Let us identify the elephant(s) in the room before we proceed. I am a millennial. I am not immunocompromised. I did not lose my job. (Let me know when I’ve lost you). I am not a scientist or an epidemiologist or a politician. Rather, I am an observer. My lack…

the entirety of my childhood, i was taught to believe that being competitive was an asset. — especially when it comes to playing sports, it’s easy to fall into that mentality. surrounded by parents and coaches who live off this single source of sustenance. pressuring us, in our disadvantaged states…

All I can think about these days is “what does sexuality mean?” What is missing from the cultural conversation around how we should feel in our bodies in a state of homeostasis? And, the most prevalent source I can see informing this topic is history. The longevity of the patriarchy…

My heart swells against the cage of my chest. “Be free,” it whispers from the inside out, registering through the chambers of my ear. My body is speaking to me, telling me what I need. I ignore it. I am frightened by this ominous voice from within, rattling off a…

I was on a walk with a friend today when we were discussing the ever-popular topic of Instagram. Meaning, I was venting about the title of “Public Figure” that certain users attribute to their profiles. I am convinced that this term crystalized out of thin air; the only person I…