When I think back on mornings spent sitting on a stool in the kitchen before school, pouting as my mother detangled my thick hair, I’m glad she wrestled those knots for me. 

When I brought up the idea of a protest, teachers and peers alike scoffed at first. I was living in Singapore, where protesting was illegal.

I believe that, if Emma Goldman were alive today, her emphasis on writing and lecturing would reshape the modern feminist movement.

I’ve been told that, because I’m not white and because I’m queer, I don’t have to stress about college applications.

We were at a school open mic about gun control in the weeks following the Marjory Stoneman Douglas shooting.