I was asked to describe my writing style and process. I hesitated. The teacher looked at me, impatience steaming up her face. I looked down at my hands in my lap, my right index finger and my right thumb rubbing the base of my left thumb in a nervous motion. The entire class had turned […]

There are some things I never had to think about until I got to that decision point. Like noting today that if I was in the US, I would likely choose a Black doctor for Austin. Female or male, doesn’t matter but I would choose someone who looked like him. Not taking any shine away […]

I don’t have the words to weigh in, to condemn or to cry out in pain at all the unnecessary deaths, the targeting of people who look just like their attackers. Their only crime is to be born in a different country. My words fail me.

You used to call me mammi. I came across an old email from you, and it still warmed me to see your opening line…’hey mammi…’ It’s been 9 years almost since you were laid to rest, since I said my silent goodbye to you. But today, memories roared up suddenly and quickly, pushing me to […]

I want to remember who I was. Before fragility invaded my insides, tossing about and razoring my core, leaving behind scabs on scabs that my core gingerly balanced on, holding itself up pretending all was right when a puff of breath could bring it all down, scabs cracking as the core crumbles and it all […]

The noose tightens, the air thinning, hands clawing, heart pounding, nothing remains.