The Morning Is When I Love You Best

your skin smells like damp cedar wood, fallen in a forest, and I know the answer to that age old question; when a tree falls in the woods, it makes a noise and it’s the sound of my insides crashing in on themselves, fearing these moments cannot be pasted into my memory like a scrapbook…

The Bottle and I, and How You Hit Both Of Us

According to LoveisRespect.org, 1 in 3 adolescents in the U.S. is a victim of physical, sexual, emotional, or verbal abuse from a partner. Out of that statistic, girls ages 16 to 24 experience the highest rate of partner violence. However, dating abuse isn’t confined to females in heterosexual relationships– anyone can find themselves in an…

I Have the Right to Walk

I walk a lot in my daily life and a very often occurrence in my walks are men catcalling me. It doesn’t matter if I’m in a “bad town” or a middle/upper class neighborhood. It doesn’t matter if it’s day time or in the evening.  Men on the street will call me for my attention.…

Taina Asili y la Banda Rebelde

This past week, I had the exciting opportunity to interview a powerful and inspiring artist. Her name is Taina Asili, and she is one of the baddest bitches I know. She is poet, a mother, and a social justice activist. Her band, Taina Asili y La Banda Rebelde, just released a brand new album, Fruit…

Sex-ucation

My sex education in high school consisted of “don’t do it” and if you maybe are considering doing it to “just say no”. It also likened all of the reproductive organs to different foods, so I can no longer eat strawberries or spaghetti without thinking of my ovaries and Fallopian tubes (I won’t even mention…