“I’m not running for congress as a ‘berniecrat’. I’m running for congress as a resident of South Carolina’s Second Congressional District. The challenge is for us to find a way, beyond being liberal and being conservative to create a just and prosperous society.”
Forfeiting journalistic and social morality, news outlets have turned their frantic coverage of Donald Trump’s presidential campaign into a poisonous … More
This is a call for us to unite, and demand that our representatives—black and white— march to our anthems of progress, despite how radical they may seem and acknowledge that our vote for the Clinton Campaign is far from granted.
There is something belittling about the language of the “Bernie Sanders is unelectable” fallacy—something that is subliminally dismissive. How is … More
My first lesson to you is this: Feelings, violence, and communication do not have a gender preference, but society has created and reinforced misconceptions of masculinity that could lead you to believe fighting for respect is what a man is supposed to do.
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It started with grapes. Grape started with a chat with Ms. Serena Blue about the modern…
I could feel the weight of your tongue heavy with quiet and stories to tell. Perhaps you took my reticence as a sign of aggression, if not suppression toward your identity, but I never intended to trespass against your agency. I just wanted people to see me more than they saw you, and now I have learned that perhaps the two of us cannot be mutually exclusive.
I sat and rhythmically squeezed a smiling, yellow rubber-ball and watched my blood, as dark as shiraz, inflate the flat canvas of a plastic bag.
I was at the Kilasch hospital in Godrej, India on a field trip to study sustainable practices in a small village. We were given a tour of the hospital which was designed with sustainability in mind. When we arrived at the lobotomy lab, our tour guide, Pranav, told us that the hospital was dangerously low on blood donations.
“Can I order something from the menu?” I asked the manager at the Hotel Friends Home hotel in Kathmandu, Nepal.
“I’m sorry, sir, we are not serving lunch or dinner right now because we have to save gas because of the crisis.”
“The blockage of imports at the border, sir. We have not received imports from India.”