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Samera Paz on White Academic Spaces, Mental Hea...
Interview by Jessica Rodriguez | Images by Samera Paz Samera Paz is an artist from DC, who currently attends the University of the Arts in Philly. She is the founder of...
Samera Paz on White Academic Spaces, Mental Hea...
Interview by Jessica Rodriguez | Images by Samera Paz Samera Paz is an artist from DC, who currently attends the University of the Arts in Philly. She is the founder of...
Fruit Snacks and Food Deserts
WORDS: JOEL DANIELS | ART: DONTE NEAL I have so much love for fruit snacks. They are high fructose syrupy goodness. I don’t care how bad they are for me....
Fruit Snacks and Food Deserts
WORDS: JOEL DANIELS | ART: DONTE NEAL I have so much love for fruit snacks. They are high fructose syrupy goodness. I don’t care how bad they are for me....
Fruit Snacks and Food Deserts
By Joel Daniels @JoelakaMaG | Illustration by Donte Neal I grew up in what Ron Finley would describe as a food desert. Little Debbie cakes, Kennedy Fried Chicken, $1 pizza slices,...
Fruit Snacks and Food Deserts
By Joel Daniels @JoelakaMaG | Illustration by Donte Neal I grew up in what Ron Finley would describe as a food desert. Little Debbie cakes, Kennedy Fried Chicken, $1 pizza slices,...
The Limits of Empathy: Why the Burden of Empath...
WORDS: CHRISTOPHER PERSAUD | ART: JENNA BRAGER It began on Wednesday morning. The calls went out like fishing lines cast into a deep brown lake. Empathy herself was speared on...
The Limits of Empathy: Why the Burden of Empath...
WORDS: CHRISTOPHER PERSAUD | ART: JENNA BRAGER It began on Wednesday morning. The calls went out like fishing lines cast into a deep brown lake. Empathy herself was speared on...
The Limits of Empathy: Why the Burden of Empath...
By Christopher Persaud | Illustration by Jenna Brager It began on Wednesday morning. The calls went out like fishing lines cast into a deep brown lake. Empathy herself was speared on...
The Limits of Empathy: Why the Burden of Empath...
By Christopher Persaud | Illustration by Jenna Brager It began on Wednesday morning. The calls went out like fishing lines cast into a deep brown lake. Empathy herself was speared on...
Sister
By Prisca Dorcas Mojica Rodriguez @priscadorcas I was home, the day after the election. I ran away, essentially. I ran away from whiteness and straight into my mami’s arms, my...
Sister
By Prisca Dorcas Mojica Rodriguez @priscadorcas I was home, the day after the election. I ran away, essentially. I ran away from whiteness and straight into my mami’s arms, my...