Voices

It was surrealistic to read Trump’s presidential statement pronouncing April as Sexual Assault Awareness

As my own home ownership dreams were delayed, I was able to look back on my parents’ decision to rent with a lot more understanding. My parents sometimes struggled to keep the electricity on, but they always made sure that the rent was paid, and that my siblings and me had a wonderful home, no matter whose name was on the deed.

In a time where everything was in flux, in transit, I thought leaving would be how I overcame the things I thought were, in fact, turning their backs on me. I wanted to be the one to rip the band-aid off first. As it turns out, that has never been the case and likely never will be.

The process is simple: for every drink purchased, customers receive a wooden token to drop into one of six jars located around the establishment. Each jar is labeled with a pro-equality organization’s name.

There’s nothing distinguishable about a cannabis user. Most of us, you’d never pick out of a crowd.

There’s nothing distinguishable about a cannabis user. Most of us, you’d never pick out of a crowd.

When her parents picked her up the next day, their eyes bored into ours with disgust. Not only was I black, but my otherwise white cousins were one-quarter Japanese. In my last memory of Brandy, she swam away from me in the unheated pool we shared with the high school next door.

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