We stood side by side in the bathroom mirror with the door closed and pointed out where on our faces we had the same freckles so as to convince strangers at the grocery store that we were twins. We took turns pressing our fingers into the other's arms to reveal white fingerprints vanishing into pink skin.
In the 21st century, teenagers have turned to social media platforms to develop their identities and find others like themselves, often resulting in the emergence of online subcultures.
Lady Bird (2017) taught me more about my relationship with my hometown and the people in it in ninety-five minutes than I could figure out in nineteen years.
three girls (ana, alice, and abi) are lying on the ground./ they are in bathing suits./ one of them (ana) is drumming on the ground.
She is my sister, but I see her as my daughter. I was six when I first held her. I am eighteen when I embrace her now.
A song that captures the essence of my teenage years, a song of longing, confusion, and boredom, of that crazy desperation where it feels like your chest will explode because you like someone so much, then waking up the next morning and realizing you never cared about them.
Phone said 2:45pm. This means school is out, scream and shout. In case future daughter/granddaughter is reading this, a few things to note: all students wear tiny gray uniform skirt, boxers poke underneath.
I found comfort in "Marriage Story" because it felt like what I wished my family's story could have been.
She puts on long, droopy earrings and stares back at me in the mirror. Try these, she says, and hands me a pair of danglies. You have perfect ears, she says. Look, she says. Perfect. Look at your earlobe.
I wanted to compile oral histories from Asian Americans with different experiences of that label and different ideas of what it means.
There was once a young woman named Zlata hailing from a far away land. A land that was neither real nor unreal. This land of origin was a blissful safe haven, and was all that she knew—she knew nothing of …