I Am Who I Say I Am
I Am Who I Say I Am
a note to self.
And I love that you love drawing stars on your wrists and smiley faces on your hands.
That you love when the light hits the side of a building, preferably when it’s a skyscraper.
Raising the Barre: Unveiling the Colonial Legacies of Ballet
I remain hopeful. Hopeful for a future where pointé shoes come in rich shades of espresso, mahogany, cognac and everything in between. A future where black and brown dancers are celebrated, not tolerated.
What if We Were Given a Third Chance?
I don’t believe in alternate realities or universes. I don’t believe in fixing broken relationships. And I don’t believe in getting back together. But what if we were given a third chance?
First Date Feels
I can’t help but feel as though I take everything for granted. Even love. Don’t we all to some extent?
A Letter to People Who Have Always Been Single
It took me years to arrive at this feeling of acceptance and patience, especially as a queer, non-binary Asian person in an overarching community that operates through the lens of whiteness.
love, money, & being ungovernable
Decolonizing love in ourselves is a practice that inevitably heralds rebellion. To become ungovernable by the promise of codependence may be the single most terrifying and powerful first act we can commit against the forces killing us and our planet.