Wednesday, February 7, 2018 - 9:02am

What does it mean to be Asian enough?


Black hair.

Off-white skin.

It is in my name.

The home where I was raised.

    No shoes indoors.

    Bags of rice in the cupboard

    And on the counter

    And in the cooker.

I don’t speak mother/father’s language

Sunday, February 4, 2018 - 9:06pm

I contemplate

an early exit

in sparkly,



Heart over head

and hand over heart –

I look

so American.

And you,


across the way,

are small

with humility.

Sunday, February 4, 2018 - 2:27pm

Every year, the Arab Students Association hosts Arab Xpressions — a cultural show dedicated to featuring the beauty of Arab culture. Join us Feb. 17 to enjoy traditional Arab dances, music, clothing, poetry and more. As we explore the unique experiences of Arab Americans through detailed displays and hilarious skits, we hope to provide a powerful and entertaining night for you and your family. The following spoken words were presented at Arab Xpressions 2017:


Who am I?

Monday, January 29, 2018 - 6:29pm

“Do you celebrate the Day of the Dead?”

Sunday, January 28, 2018 - 5:24pm

When I was younger, being Black and Nigerian never caused me any problems. I grew up in a fairly diverse town and school district. Throughout elementary school, I had friends of multiple races and ethnicities. Though it was obvious to us, even as elementary schoolers, that we differed by skin color, it never changed how we saw each other. The only thing I didn’t like about myself that stemmed from my race and ethnicity was my hair. I was always ashamed of my hair and how it was naturally kinky and coily, unlike my friends’ hair.

Sunday, January 21, 2018 - 8:07pm

On the anniversary of President Donald Trump’s inauguration, congressional Democrats and Republicans failed to agree on a budget that would secure continued protection for the Children’s Health Insurance Program and Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals.

Sunday, January 21, 2018 - 4:34pm

“No role models and I'm here right now

No role models to speak of

Searchin' through my memory, my memory, I couldn't find one” – J. Cole

Think of the first person you’ve ever admired. Perhaps you thought of someone in your neighborhood growing up or a family friend.

Monday, January 15, 2018 - 11:58pm

We often think of movements or even advocacy in general as something visible. If we can’t see it, we don’t feel it’s happening. Oftentimes movements are visible or at least have some tangible components. What do you remember about the civil rights movement? Probably Rosa Parks refusing to be moved from her seat, the Montgomery Bus Boycott and Martin Luther King Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” speech. We hardly ever think of all the preparation and invisible, deliberate actions that fueled the movement.

Thursday, January 4, 2018 - 5:39pm

The very first occupation I was interested in becoming was a police officer; whenever one was around, I could not take my eyes off of their gleaming badges. For an assignment in school during kindergarten, I was asked what I wanted to be when I grow up and why. I wrote: “A police officer so I can arrest people.” My family found it humorous, but when I think back to the assignment now, all I feel is shame. 

Thursday, January 4, 2018 - 5:35pm

Growing up, I always loved to read. Some of my fondest childhood memories include going to the library with my mom to pick out books, and then reading them together. As I got older, I developed a passion for writing as well, finding my voice and feeling the true power the written word can hold. I enjoyed writing in my English classes, and I also wrote and continue to write in a journal as an outlet for my frustrations and emotions.