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beauty please love me

i used to wish i was a boy / because i thought / i would get / the benefit of the doubt / from a culture that loved / what i wasn’t.

beauty seeing past my reflection-1

Though my mom would hold my eyebrow skin taught, when I looked in the mirror, I’d smile at myself. Not because I thought I looked better — or fundamentally different, even — but because I felt better. I felt like an adult. I felt like a woman. And I felt brown.

20231030 TEMP IMAGE amelia essay

Medusa struggles to let someone hold her femininity in their hands. She fears opening herself up, showing the most sacred part of herself to a room that sees her snakes as a poor excuse for what a woman is supposed to have.

beauty day 1 photo-15

When I was younger, I never understood why the spots on my face were called beauty marks when they didn’t make me feel more beautiful, but quite the opposite in fact.

20231220 r rochefort 1 utah

Carrying a comically large backpack, I stepped out of the plane and sped through the terminal listening to ​​Erin Mendenhall, the mayor of Salt Lake City, welcome me to her city.

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