“We each die countless little deaths on our way to the last. We die out of shame as humiliation. We perish from despair. And, of course, we die for love.” - Clive Barker Art by Andrea Grant In the spring of 2020, bleary-eyed from my ongoing transformation into a mother, excited for my blossoming career,… Continue reading A Year of Little Deaths
Not long ago, I decided to wallpaper our guest bedroom closet with bright, rainbow watercolor paper. I had decided to do some spring cleaning, so I made my list of places in the house that needed attention, and at the last minute I ignored all of them and spent 5 hours cleaning out the closet… Continue reading Joy in the Rebirth
As academia aims to become more progressive in its effort to dismantle systemic racism, I tend to reflect on how these factors have impacted my experiences. Subsequently, I feel obligated to code-switch through the spaces that I navigate from entering classrooms to writing papers, entering work meetings, and even when I walk into my family's… Continue reading Spaces
