When I was eight, I begged my parents for a necklace with the icon of a criminal. Perhaps even the world’s most famous criminal.
Author: Emily O'Brien
Flags are embattled emblems, tied to histories of dominance, conquest, and nationhood. If language is fluid and shaped by those who speak it, perhaps it is time to rethink how we visually represent it.
“It’s adult Cocomelon.” No dialogue and gorgeous animated visuals with only a black cat meowing.
This is an exercise in circular reasoning. Buckle up.
“It’s a constitutional right, freedom of expression, and that includes our pump. Free the nip, right?”
If you could have dinner with anyone alive or dead, who would it be? I chose seven strangers on a…
“I have been brushing my hair dry every day for years, I have been walking around looking like Hagrid,” Lexi…
My tween obstinance allowed me to do many things, but the one thing it did not was to “fall victim”…
Sitting in therapy, my admissions or should I say the delivery of my admissions often leave my therapist in fits…
Juniper, Juno and Joan. If I have a daughter, those names are at the top of my list. Joan, the…
