Who is the fairest of them all?

The lemon juice stung as I dabbed it across my face. The slight pain was oddly satisfying; almost a sign that the process of making my skin lighter was somehow happening faster because of it. I noticed the spot between my eyebrows where the remnants of a chicken pox scar lingered and dabbed the cotton...

Ivory Towers

Perspectives on privilege.

Dear Big Sister

For the eldest sister I often needed.

Weak

Introversion is not weakness. Calmness is not weakness. Docility is not weakness.

Imitation, Flattery, Adulthood; A Memory

Dare to dream. Dare to hope. Dare to pursue.