I remember reading in Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God in my feminist texts course during my first year of college. “De nigger woman is de mule uh de world so fur as Ah can see.” Nearly everyone around me had already read the book,...
One of the things I most loved about Father’s Day 2k17 was that my dad asked to go see Wonder Woman to celebrate. My dad has always been a feminist, and not the kind who has a problem with the word. When we were young, my sister and I each played sports on teams...
When planning your first on your own St. Patrick’s Day party, you look up the appropriate spelling of “St. Paddy’s Day.” Your mom emails you corned beef and cabbage recipes. At mass on Sunday, the bishop serving as priest tells the...
The Women’s March on Washington, Los Angeles edition, was so crowded that my sister, mother, nephew, college friend, her friend, and all of our sisters and mothers and comrades in arms couldn’t march. We stood half a block from Pershing Square, from 9:40...
When Ruth Negga was preparing to play Mildred Loving in Loving, she said that she saw footage of Mildred in which she goes through a bureau looking for something of the children’s. Mildred bends from the top down, and Negga points to this as the encapsulation of...
