by Jen Lue
“I’m interested in the idea of who gets to be well and whose way of existing and perceiving gets to be labeled as ‘well’ . . . As a woman of color you grow up experiencing things at the same that you’re being told, ‘This isn’t happening to you.'” Continue reading
by Swati Khurana
In fact, I am deeply nostalgic. These letters, these notes, even the faxes, were objects to hold, smell, caress, lick, fold, unfold, and cherish. Continue reading
by Swati Khurana
In fact, I am deeply nostalgic. These letters, these notes, even the faxes, were objects to hold, smell, caress, lick, fold, unfold, and cherish. Continue reading
