The two pages that summarized three decades of Uncle Amor’s work experience had tattered edges, a yellow tint, and the smell of old printer ink. It was the only testament to the career he had left behind in the Philippines.
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House of Mirrors: Jordan Peele’s Us Reflects My Split Selves
As I drift to sleep, I wonder who the real me is and who’s the imposter.
Ah, Yeah Beautiful Girls
He dreamt I was bodybuilder Kay Baxter. A bikinied beauty, yes, but not the figure I would have wanted to represent me at age 10, especially as the new girl in school, Black and visibly other.
The Girl, The Well, The Ring
If you first see yourself in a host of ghosts, what does it mean to live despite that?
My Own Private Idaho
Their presence, as out gay boys, created a space and time where there was seemingly none in my life.
