Asian-American, Male, Story
Untitled There were times where I didn’t want my culture to define me. The word chink surfaced for the first time in middle school when I laughed at a joke that is no longer funny. I didn’t really understand the harm when I first heard it because I...
Female, Latinx/Chicanx, Story
Untitled Food has always been an important part of my life. I understand that food is important for everyone, but food has really been my safe haven for a very long time. Whenever I had to go to sleep, my grandma would give me a cup of warm milk mixed with a little...
Asian-American, Male, Story
Untitled As a Chinese-American, I am categorized as an ABC (American Born Chinese). While this is technically accurate, I have found that it does not necessarily capture who I am. Despite technically being Cantonese, I only know Mandarin at a rudimentary level. When...
Asian-American, Female, Story
My Hair is a Curse As I’m walking down the streets of New Delhi, India, I can feel the stares from street vendors covered in oil and sweat from the hot and humid summer air. I can feel the stares from women draped in cheap, dull colored saris. I can feel the...
