It’s 2:22 a.m. My fingers tread lightly on my keyboard as my roommate sleeps, seemingly undisturbed by my typing. Pretty sure I’m the only one awake on… Read more “Why I Write”
I walked out of the Ukrainian meeting space where people were dancing, trying not to show people the tears starting to run down my face. Walking with… Read more “it is what it is”
Tonight, instead of reading for my class tomorrow, I tried to find reconciling churches near me that are LGBT+ affirming and have women in leadership. The results… Read more “Awake Nightdreaming”
Hey God, thanks for always being there. thanks for making me unique and like no one else. Help me to stop hiding that and pretending to be someone… Read more “Mini Prayer 4/17/16”
A college student’s experience of participating in their first protest.