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My Favorite Color is Red

DISCLAIMER: This fictional short story is by no means intended to convey actual emotions or desires derived from personal anecdotes. Although inspired by real life events, in no ways is this to give any notions of false, actual intentions regarding my own father. Please simply read this entry as you would any other fictional piece- J.S.  Continue reading My Favorite Color is Red

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Procedural Memory- How struggling has impacted me as a writer and, very likely, most of us as humans.

Many people have mentioned that one never truly forgets to ride a bike, even when they haven’t done so for an extended period of time. The process of riding a bike is something the brain doesn’t unlearn. Apparently, it gets … Continue reading Procedural Memory- How struggling has impacted me as a writer and, very likely, most of us as humans.

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About My Month In El Paso

On Valentine’s Day, I returned to my hometown of El Paso, Texas for an undetermined amount of time. In need of sorting out a few aspects of my life including future career paths, I went back to the city that molded me both as an individual and as a writer. My head was cluttered with questions, options, possibilities and needs. I was at standpoint where only uncertainly lied ahead. El Paso seemed as much of a good place to figure things out as any. Continue reading About My Month In El Paso

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The Power of Believing: Turns Out We Can All Be Fighters

When my father was diagnosed with cancer, it wasn’t dismal or disbelieving, it was somewhat expected. Already having a numerous amounts of health complications—many associated with one another, acting like codependent factors of a possibly violent, internal time bomb— it seemed inevitable for it to come at one point or another, as disheartening as it sounds. Of course, it was heartbreaking, discouraging and worrisome, but its presence didn’t bring on a state of shock. It was like the impending, whirling tornado had finally touched ground. Continue reading The Power of Believing: Turns Out We Can All Be Fighters

For muxes, Mexican males who dress as women and are socially accepted, every month is Pride month.

Derived from the Spanish word ‘mujer’ which means woman, muxes are boys and men who identify themselves as females. Like most transgender people, muxes dress in women’s clothing and apply make-up on themselves. They speak speak effeminately. But they also take on social roles traditionally given to genetically-born females. Continue reading For muxes, Mexican males who dress as women and are socially accepted, every month is Pride month.

Being gay is okay as long as it’s not on display: Master Of None addresses issue right on time for International Day Against Homophobia

Today is International Day Against Homophobia, Transphobia and Biphobia, a day when we remind people to be accepting of other’s differences and sexual identity, to be good beings and not commit hate crimes against their fellow humans and to treat … Continue reading Being gay is okay as long as it’s not on display: Master Of None addresses issue right on time for International Day Against Homophobia