A few days ago, when I got to my dorm room after my routine evening walk from the Commons, I received an unfamiliar iPhone notification. It alerted me that I had an unknown “accessory” near me...

      Last summer, I had the all typical “leaving-home” conversations with my family and one extra. My mother painted a distant picture of me not getting a job I was qualified...

I first learned of my diagnosis on Jan. 3, 2016. My dad sat next to me on the couch, and my mom sat in the recliner across the room. They asked me to pause the New England Patriots game and said there...

I have always been told to stay out of the sunlight. I was given turmeric face masks and fairness creams as a kid to be “lighter” and “pretty again,” perpetuating the idea that a darker skin...

People may assume it is smooth sailing for LGBTQ+ individuals in New Orleans as it is such a “liberal” city. Looking below the surface of the Crescent City, Louisiana has a long history of prejudice...

Whenever I return to the story, I fixate on the photograph: a Black woman in her sixties, a white sunhat atop her head, a hand resting on the slope between her cheek and chin, its bend lightly touching...

Last year, my friend told me she felt that hurricanes follow me. While I laughed at that, I now find myself reflecting on how hurricanes have impacted my life.  I was born and still live in Puerto...

  Heartbeat increasing minute by minute, sweat sliding off your skin, biting your fingernails leaving them shorter than before and thoughts running all over the place. “Is this what you call...

I am a victim. I am a survivor. I am not different, or better, for owning the duality of my identity as someone who was sexually assaulted.  All those who are raped are victims. That does not make...

I came to Tulane as a fairly stereotypical student here. I grew up in an upper-middle-class household in the north, with educated parents and little knowledge of New Orleans, but with a desire to study...

I was about eight years old when I first watched the 2005 film, “Pride and Prejudice.” At the time, I hadn’t read or even heard of the original book, but there was something inexplicably beautiful...

The month of March, deemed Women’s History Month, is a highly anticipated section of the year in which we commemorate and encourage the study, observance and celebration of the vital role of women...