Wednesday, August 2, 2017 - 7:09pm
We love you, Demario!

If you attended first year orientation at the University of Michigan between 2013 and 2017, you know Demario Longmire. You may not have had the opportunity to meet him, be graced by his soul soothing voice or held in one of his pain-releasing embraces, but you remember him. Because Demario has the presence of no one you have met before. He seemed to glow on stage, emit an energy which made you feel, for a fleeting moment, that being at this school would be OK. Maybe even good. Tuesday night, I watched Demario perform at his second-to-last first-year orientation show.

Wednesday, July 19, 2017 - 6:41pm

I’m going to ask you three questions, and I need you to answer honestly.

First, did you know that Black children are punished more often and more severely than their white classmates? Second, that Black borrowers are much less likely to be granted a loan than their white counterparts with similar credit scores? And third, that employers prefer applicants with “white”-sounding names over those with “Black”-sounding ones?

Wednesday, July 12, 2017 - 4:17pm
You named me, Ocean, because I was so big. Who would have fucking thought

Reflective fragments, excerpts, bits from my journals, both paper and electronic since meeting my birth family.

Wednesday, June 28, 2017 - 6:54pm
Laughing with my fellow magical black girls

“No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.”

Alice Walker

Wednesday, June 21, 2017 - 5:19pm
Ann Arbor Sky

For eighteen years of my life my mother’s arms were the warmest home I ever knew. A home for when I felt scared or lonely or sad. What an actual home lacked in structural support, my mother made up for in love and kindness. For eighteen years this home allowed me to grow and learn and supported me in every endeavor until the day I felt this unnerving urge to tell her that I was gay. No, that I am gay. Like I mean I was gay in the past tense as I retell this story but I also still am very gay and like … you get my point. 

Wednesday, June 14, 2017 - 6:57pm
Overlooking la Septa Avenida (Seventh Avenue) in zone 1 of  Quetzaltenango, Guatemala

To my fellow Central American unicorns,

As you know, it’s not easy being a Central American in the United States — it’s not easy being Latinx, period. But we all know that being Central American is a little different.

Wednesday, June 14, 2017 - 4:29pm

“A ship is safe in harbor, but that’s not what ships are built for” -John A. Shedd

Dad,

Oddly enough, my most pivotal memories of us are simple conversations that meant nothing at the time, but mean everything today.

Wednesday, June 7, 2017 - 6:56pm
Chapingolandia
Wednesday, June 7, 2017 - 6:33pm
Tamales