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Men: Stop Explaining. Start Listening.

Published at Women in Higher Education on October 5, 2015. Men explain my areas of research, the job market, career options, my essays and even my approaches to parenting, with little knowledge about the topics or any consideration of what I might already know. They act as if I fundamentally lack knowledge. My PhD cannot trump […]

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Look For The Signs

Published at Killing the Buddha on May 1, 2015. I watched a show about a shallow rendering of the end of the world while yet another black man died at the hands of the police. Gray’s spine was severed, and white people want to talk of looting and violence against the police. A human being lost his […]

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Loitering

Published at Books & Culture on January 6, 2015. Writing an essay is a form of loitering, but life is also about loitering until we die. We can loiter with intent. Or, we can’t. Most of us do varying degrees of both, but some of us struggle for an “apparent purpose,” a proper motivation to guide […]

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The Last Book I Loved: Pen & Ink

Published at The Rumpus on December 26, 2014. Now I often forget about the little dove when someone asks me how many tattoos I have. But that dove marks a moment in which I decided to become someone no one expected me to be. The act of getting tattooed was more radical than the design I […]

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We Are Living Reminders

Published at Killing the Buddha on September 3, 2014. Mapleton’s Heroes Day ceremony is an attempt to limit grief and pain to a day on the calendar. If only we could dwell in our grief for a moment and abandon it just as quickly. If only grief would cooperate with our attempts to box it […]

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Dear Readers: I’m A Bad Feminist

Published at Women in Higher Education on January 6, 2015. Like Gay, my relationship with the label “feminist” has been tumultuous at best. I embraced “feminist” as a seventh-grader to proclaim my support of women’s equality. This seemed like an easy choice because who wouldn’t want women to be equal to men? As a twelve-year-old, I […]

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