Nailed Magazine

"A deep-rooted fear of abandonment and betrayal still lingers in my consciousness..."

"staying quiet about injustices is no longer an option."

"an angry white man shouting. / hide my accent please"

"...the way girls play war, with mysteries and clues and some magic."

"Belly, you roll-eyed saint, cloud of blood, coil of convulsing wire."

"I was seen as an exceptionally bright but difficult child rather than one with a treatable mental illness..."

A journey through Dia de los Muertos in Patzcuaro, Michoacán, Mexico

"the director instructs: make your body into a tree"

"This was goodbye to the tethers of repression and approval and virtue..."

"you took the word 'lesbian' off the shelf and put it on."

"At what point do we move beyond redemption to condemnation?"

"ring light as a moon! don't you dare declaw this bitch!"

“ 'Liddy, you’re either going to be a scientist, a nurse, or a cold-blooded murderer.' ”

"These women make a stark parody of the exploitation of female sex..."

"It's been a minute. Two years, in fact."

"dusk’s mussed-up sheaves curl for hours into the straw-plaited bylanes of our old neighborhood"

" ...used as a tool across race and time to create -- and preserve -- extreme social stratification."