“I’ll be back,” the Terminator ominously said in his cold, robotic voice before ramming his car into the building. This scene is an imprinted memory that stands out in my recollection. I replayed...

Broad shoulders, short hair, deep voices, flannel shirts, jeans and timberland boots.  These are all what comes to mind when you hear the word ‘lesbian,’ but why? No lesbian I have ever met or...

Amidst a buzzing household stands a wooden table meticulously embellished with centerpiece candles, sterling silverware and most notably, a Thanksgiving turkey.  Every year families reunite, coming...

This school year, my hair and I came to an agreement.  As a kid I had wavy, coarse, short hair. My mom wouldn't have to try very hard for my hair to look cute; I would wake up, brush my hair and leave...

Her fingers danced along the piano keys. I traced small circles on the purple sofa, my designated spot, watching her fill the silence with the melody. “Mia and Sebastian’s Theme” by ​​Justin...

Head hunched over my desk, earbuds playing "lofi hip hop radio," I furiously scribble the answer to a tedious derivative.  Although I had studied the night before, it is nice to feel an extra confidence...

Sexual exploitation and human trafficking is a global issue, one that predominantly affects women of all ages, races and backgrounds throughout the world. They are left feeling worthless and abandoned...

7:18 - Wake up. 8:10 - Get on the bus. 8:30 - Arrive at school and walk around with my friends. 4:45 - Arrive home (finally). 5:10 - Begin my homework. 10:10 - Take a shower. 11:30...

“The screw through Cinder’s ankle had rusted, the engraved cross marks worn to a mangled circle.” I read the first line of the slowly fraying book, Cinder by Marissa Meyer. It was the third time...

“Did you know that Coppell’s mascot used to be the Tigers but changed to the Cowboys after the Dallas Cowboys built their practice facility in Valley Ranch?” My fun fact is met with blank stares...

He put ketchup on his burger.  He did it slowly and carefully, stopping every few seconds to ensure that the lines were straight. I watch him out of curiosity along with the rest of the lunch table,...

As I’m typing away this story on my computer, the gentle sunlight from my windows casts a warm glow onto my The Hot Licks tour and Betty Boop-referenced Boopsi Cola posters hanging above my desk.  Lively...