When I tell someone my preferred pronouns are they/ them/ their, I never know what to expect.
My newfound feminist beliefs are real. They weren’t handed to me. I had to earn them by living day by day.
Once my classmates had the opportunity to speak anonymously, it was like an entirely new side of them came out, one of fervent hatred and unashamed criticism.
In my family’s minds, muscles are a kind of insurance policy against the dangers black men face.
After having my life completely structured for 18 years, it’s up to me now.
I was six when I met my mom for the first time. We were at the Oakland Zoo at an event where people meet foster kids. This tall, caucasian woman walked up to me and offered to get me a slice of pizza.
Atheism is all we’d ever known. But the first friends Cole made on campus belonged to a Southern Baptist church group. Not long after, he converted.
My family has always been economically vulnerable — something a recent survey, called GenForward, from the University of Chicago, says is common among black and Latino youth.
I considered studying computer science…but I ultimately opted for less screen time and more hammer time.