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Fort Worth, it is officially spooky season! The air is crisp, pumpkin spice is everywhere, and it’s the perfect time to refresh your witchy vibes while shopping small. Instead of heading to big-box stores for your Halloween décor or fall treats, consider keeping your dollars local by supporting the incredible women-, queer-, and POC-owned businesses that make our city so… Read more →

This summer, the world was surprised by the endless praise that KPop: Demon Hunters received. On paper, it sounds like a silly movie: a movie about three girls in a KPop group, using the power of music to defeat a demon boy band trying to steal their fans. Surely, this will be a movie whose only adult viewers will be… Read more →

With the increased popularity of Wicked came new conversations about its significance. Critique on stage production, actors, and marketing strategies was at the forefront of everyone’s media consumption. The less talked about critique highlighted issues that can be analyzed through a Comparative Race and Ethnic Studies (CRES) and Women and Gender Studies (WGST) lens. The movie has a clear social… Read more →

What is respiratory therapy? A year ago, my answer would have been, “Uh, they put people on ventilators.” While that’s true, they do so much more. In my senior year of high school, I had to interview an alum, and I was assigned a woman whose career was in respiratory therapy. I learned some things from the interview, but my… Read more →

When I think about this semester at TCU, my mind immediately goes to two things: football and the future of our academic community. Both are powered by teamwork, passion, and a belief that when people unite around a shared goal, anything is possible. On the field, TCU football continues its march through a season filled with high expectations. Each Saturday… Read more →

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Fade into Memories   An overpolished watch sits on the counter, an unnatural shine is present on the glass, The leather band is torn on the edges but  it is not from weather or mistreatment, but from age.   The watch has its own pulse  clicking away by the minute.  Time is still running out  even when no one is… Read more →

I remember my roots   Born with my mother’s tongue in power and grace curls defined with courtesy and care,   I am the Lord’s daughter through wisdom and kindness, carefully crafted under the sun—   I am my father’s daughter free in the wilderness with the spirits of my ancestors   I remember my roots, and will never forget… Read more →

My First Love    Our relationship started when we were young. Or at least, I was.
 You spoiled me with more than I could hold; colors, noise, glitter pressed into my small hands.
 Our time together was so limited at first, but every moment became a part of my core. Not everyone gets to meet love before they know what… Read more →

Obi m (a poem)    Yes, I fell in love, and dreamed that I’d end up with her, while Every breath of hers grazed my ears – imaginary, fictitious, false – but it was  All entirely real to me. I let her talk my ears off, and then she slept.  Resting like the angel I was beginning to imagine she… Read more →