Identity

Miss Twenty-Something
Lately, I can’t help but ask myself: am I old or just getting older?
I Wish I Were A Ladybug
Every Sunday, as I sit at a desk in the library, or whatever other study space I have chosen for the day,

Piano, Singing, and the Santa Dance: Finding What I Love
I have always really loved singing.

Unbeautiful Becoming: The Aesthetics of Growing Into Yourself
It has never been easier to romanticize your life.

Checklist for Bodily Autonomy Amid the Male Gaze
After a two-year hiatus, the second season of Euphoria came tumbling back in with a messy start.

decline
I scheduled my life around these substances while I was home in Houston; the amount of Netflix and fanfiction I consumed comprised a heaping portion of my one meal a day.

How Wide Am I? Asks the Mind
I am what you call ‘a mind.’

I Must Say I'm from Texas
“So where are you from?”
That’s a loaded question.

Body Horror
Body is a word that weighs heavy on the mind tonight
as it does almost every night, tomorrow, and the day after
Gardening Lessons
During midsummer's stickiest days, Tatay would tend his garden until the sun started to fade.