Op-Eds

There’s a dress in my closet

One day I know that I will wear that dress out. I know that it will bring me queer joy.

Nagalaxmi

Perhaps it is love that equips us with an unknown strength and resilience, guiding the path to fighting away our greatest fears.

Language is the medium of love

With the absence of language, our awareness of love would be restricted to its mere existence.

The only reliable thing about the shuttle system is its ability to drive me crazy

The bus schedule is many things, so I’ll tell you what it isn’t. Reliable. On-time. Consistent.

When it starts to smell like home

Yet, in random moments, when a smell catches me off guard with the memories it brings, I like to believe the things I feel then are things people feel when they are home.

The village on the other side of the Pacific

It is a dream to let the love rooted in my heart, from the people I cherish and the land I belong to, grow prosperously. 

National Eating Disorder Awareness Week 2023

The prevalence and fatal implications of eating disorders warrant more than just seven days of acknowledgement.

In defense of conscious consumption

We can choose to minimize our direct participation in exploitation when we can feasibly do so — we are not, and will never be, utterly powerless in the face of injustice.

Why are you in college?

What if we don’t need college at all? What if we do? Let’s explore a bit.

Don’t make art because you’re an artist; make art because you’re a human

We don’t participate in art to make something good — we participate in art to make something human.