dresses for justice

I’ve never experienced slavery. I’ve never been sold from person to person, I’ve never been used and reused like a …

my hair color, my choice

So what if I want to have blue hair? A few years ago, I never would have believed that my …

dear 12-year-old me

Now I don’t know if you’ve seen what Facebook has been up to lately, but I sure have. There is …

the city is alive

As a child, I thought that I lived in the country just because I didn’t live in a big city like Chicago and I had trees in my backyard. Then I moved to Iowa.

not just bunnies and eggs

Easter. It’s not about the bunnies, or the eggs, or even the church service. In fact, it’s all about us. That might sound crazy, but we’re celebrating a July Fourth of sorts–we are celebrating our freedom.

who, me?

this is me