I wish she'd said something different, but patriarchy is as prevalent around the world as racism and xenophobia are. We can't hide from it, not even here.

For some, excavating the past isn’t an adventure, it’s more akin to tearing a Band-Aid off an open wound.

There are things in our blood that are just naturally passed down to us, whether we want to recognize them or not.

When we illuminate the road back to our ancestors, they have a way of reaching out, of manifesting themselves...sometimes even physically.

I guess it all depends on whom you ask and when you ask. Race, I've learned, is in the eye of the beholder.

Individually, every grain of sand brushing against my hands represents a story, an experience, and a block for me to build upon for the next generation.

Shakespeare had it right all along: Love will kill you in the end.