Father(less) Day: How It Really Feels

I could feel the heat of tears dripping off my nose before I had even begun to write. “Dear Dad,” I began, and my hands started to tremble. The feeling had been gnawing at me for a while, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on what was wrong.…

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Defining Latina: Life as a White-Passing Woman

What does it mean to be white? What happens when your skin doesn’t match your assigned race? My high school was participating in a diversity poll and had asked students to identify their race by a show of hands. “Black males.” Pause, as students raise their hands. “Black females……

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