The Privilege of being a woman in America, as seen through the eyes of the women of Tanzania

As a 21-year-old woman raised in America, I often felt vindicated. Once I entered the progressive world of college, I preached the idea that life was unfair for women, especially when compared to our counterparts – both the bane and the desire of my existence – men. I was unhappy Read more

Dream #8: Familiar Silhouette Scents

She is a cinnamon shadow, outline of spice in her valleys below. A shimmering smile of ten plagues makes the atmosphere consistently vague. Time pyramids shift into the sand of the escapades. Conquests from the gossiping charade, pissing out falsifying words of lemonade. They lead their own illusory parade. He Read more