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Watching the Clock: On Parenting in the Climate Crisis

I practice thinking about time like a geologist, but, mostly, I can manage only to think about it like a mother.

Sep 19, 2022
In a World of Impermanence, I’ll Always Have Paris

I have never felt further from a former version of myself as I do now, here, today.

As a Disabled Cook, I Need Adaptable Recipes

When it comes to food prep, I have to be honest with myself about what I’m capable of—and, more importantly, what I’m not.

Sep 06, 2022
When Migration Is a Gesture of Love

In Nigeria, I grew up to see what difference a generous family member abroad could do for their loved ones back home.

Aug 22, 2022
Me, My Grandmother, and Our Stutter

I tell her I’m surprised that no one else had ever brought up her stutter to her before. She’s surprised that I’m surprised.

Aug 18, 2022
Studying Lizards Taught Me How to Trust

They led me to a place where trust became possible.

Aug 15, 2022
What Lullabies Teach Us About Language

In that way, lullabies are like a language of their own.

Aug 04, 2022
Finding Nostalgia in Diasporic Film

Immigrant nostalgia is a Hydra—a lashing, many-headed thing made of grief.

Jul 26, 2022
Teachers Like the ‘Abbott Elementary’ Staff Need Our Support

The problem isn’t the students. It’s the unforgiving reality of the American education system.

The Unbearable Anxiety of Grocery Shopping

The problem wasn’t that I was lazy or easily stressed out. It was that grocery shopping is often inaccessible to neurodivergent people.

Jul 07, 2022
I’ll Teach You Everything I Know: A Recipe for Ninjin-gohan

What a gift it is to be asked to feed a person, but what a further gift for that person to ask if they might be taught to make what you make.

Jun 30, 2022
Violence Made Me Feel Like I’d Left My Body. Physical Theater Helped Me Return

The body tells many stories—ones of solace and delight, indulgence and languishing, stories of ache, illness, love.

How Languages Go Extinct

Cantonese has become a forgotten heirloom of my past.

Jun 23, 2022
Black Women in Fantasy Saved Me Where Academia Failed

What I needed was a lifeline—a project that would make this whole thing feel worthwhile. Monica Lynne led me to that answer.

A Key Ring Returns Me Home

By chance, I’d taken up her keys, the keys of my childhood.

Jun 14, 2022
Buying a Starter Home at the End of the World

I knew there was nothing natural about my homeownership. I had merely found a lucky loophole in the midst of tremendous misfortune.

Liz Phair Showed Me the Kind of Woman I Wanted to Be

As I was learning to say with confidence that I was a woman, I struggled to understand what that meant to me.

May 23, 2022
Unlearning the Ableism of Cookbooks and Kitchen Wisdom

When I developed nerve problems in my hands, so much of what we do in the kitchen was suddenly inaccessible to me.

May 19, 2022
Working on a Vineyard Taught Me to Slow Down and Pay Attention

We had no sense of “ecological time,” the cadence of the natural environment. Mostly, I experienced the natural world as lack.

May 12, 2022
How Untranslatable Words Have Connected Me to My Mother

“In Cantonese,” my mother says, “love isn’t so frivolous.”

May 04, 2022