[vc_row][vc_column][vc_single_image image=”2684″ img_size=”full”][vc_column_text]step one: (un)learning[/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]It starts when you feel a deep uneasiness in your body. Like a secret code between you and the earth that thumps and prods and irks; the earth whispers to you to open your eyes. You begin searching for safety, for care, for liberation, only to find that it is never…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text] My Mother’s English [/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]Last spring, I read Mother Tongue, an essay novelist Amy Tan had written about her mother’s English. Tan’s mother, who had immigrated to the U.S., held an “expressive command” of English. [/vc_column_text][vc_column_text]But her mother’s English was also grammatically imperfect. Because of this, she was ignored, mistreated by workers in department stores,…
[vc_row][vc_column][vc_column_text]The first time I saw Kitty Tsui—and really, anybody like her—was the fall of my sophomore year. Her photograph was printed in black and white in an essay anthology, which I had checked out discreetly from my university library using the self checkout station. Hiding under the hanging sheets of my lofted bed, I marveled…