Writing is motherf–king hard. It seems really simple. You sit down somewhere, anywhere really, pick up a pencil or open your computer, and write words….
Friday, June 6th was National Donut Day. I did not know this when I clipped a coupon for six donuts for $2.99 from the coupon…
On May 21, 2014, Newsweek funneled years of speculation and doubt into a single piece that, once and for all, brought the legendary Somaly Mam…
This was supposed to be my graduation year. Had I gone to college straight from high school, I would have most likely walked across a…
I wanted to tell him “shut up and sit the hell down.” I wanted to remind him of his daughters, sisters, and mother, to ask…
I never meant to make anybody cry. I wanted the students at the small high school in Brooklyn to question themselves and the institutions that…
Meme was in New York City when the center stone of her engagement ring fell out. Later that day, my Aunt Margot found a diamond…
The day before my high school graduation, I received a phone call that literally changed the course of my life. Earlier that year, I had…
The t-shirt never fit. It’s always been too small and, although I’ve squeezed into it a few times, I’ve never worn it outside. It’s mustard…
The streets of NYC are dangerous. As an ardent jaywalker, I often find myself forgetting that. Walking back from the park Saturday morning, I saw…