On May 25th, George Floyd was killed by a police officer. He kneeled on his neck for more than eight minutes. 3 other officers were arrested weeks after the cop who took his life was taken in; as I write this, one officer made bail and was released. While this was the catalyst that began…
Let’s Be Real
The Night Before
The day a sudden pandemic begins is usually unsuspecting. It was Friday. Fridays at the office were either met with one of two attitudes: everyone was tired and ready to return home for the weekend, or everyone was feeling energetic and social. That day was the latter. My manager waltzed out of his office and…
The Cost of Black Forgiveness
On October 2nd, Amber Guyger was sentenced to 10 years of prison for the murder of Botham Jean, a man who was killed in his own home a couple of weeks shy of his 26th birthday. Sunday, September 29th, would have been his 28th birthday. The state asked for at least 28 years, a number…
End of Year Check-In
Hello friends and readers. It’s been a while. I didn’t exactly intend to be MIA for so long, but when life comes at you it comes at you fast. Time is an illusion. Or time is in the eye of the beholder. Either way, I’ve started caring less about the Gregorian/fiscal calendar and more about…
Everybody knew Everybody knew Everybody
In 2017 I took a nonfiction workshop during my fall semester. It was the only nonfiction creative writing class I’ve taken but I loved it so much that I decided to make my thesis a personal essay. This was one of the essays I wrote during said workshop. -- For the man I never met,…
Money Matters
Anyone want to accidentally transfer $500 into my checking?
The Church is Not the State
Since Brett Kavanaugh was sworn into the Supreme Court, many have been concerned with the future of Roe v. Wade, the 1973 Supreme Court case that decided women have a constitutional right to abortion. Since then several states have passed their own bills limiting the scope of when an abortion can legally happen. Within the…
In Which Reality Strikes Again
I was a kid when I was first introduced to the Japanese language. It came in the form of anime, as it tends to be the common experience shared by non-Japanese kids. At first I didn’t understand the appeal; the animated mouths didn’t match up with the words. Eventually my disbelief was suspended, and soon…
Men and Accountability
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“A Dangerous Woman”
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