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My Body, Ms. Bey, LV

It should cost a billion to look this good—to look this much like yourself, ever changing.


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Have You Ever: Mammogram Edition

What does it mean that the same hospital wing scopes out both the start of life and its potential end?


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Bonus Child

It’s easier to trash fairytales and racism than it is to face the simplicity of my conundrum: that I’ve inherited the defunct reality of a stranger’s manifest desire.


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Naked

You’ve been conditioned to witness the miraculous—seen every medical marvel flash before your eyes one thousand times on-screen—doesn’t she watch Untold Stories from the E.R.?


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A Request for Accountability in Our Shared Spaces

Rather than placing the burden of care on the ill and disabled, we are asking that Bread Loaf support a community of care from the start, so the conference is accessible to all.