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Non-binary, but he/him is fine
I spent 30 years looking in the mirror trying to find myself, trying to make sense of myself. Or rather, trying to make sense of how I fit in—perhaps the most terribly cliché of human pursuits—and largely finding that I don’t. (I’m a medievalist for a reason.) Along the way, I played some good roles,…
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This Is My Voice
I spent the final four months of undergrad at York St. John’s University, where I took a creative writing module. I honestly don’t remember any of it very well, apart from two gems from the instructor: First, that I had been using “per se” incorrectly my whole life. (Thanks.) And second, in response to a…
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Women’s March, six years on
Six years ago today, I was in Washington, D.C., for the Women’s March. As soon as I heard it was on, I planned to attend. I requested the time off work and started brainstorming what to write on my poster. Many were shocked by the outcome of the 2016 presidential campaign. I can’t pretend I…