life
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When We Weren’t Afraid
When my brother and I were kids, we used to bring snacks to a homeless man on the bike path. Years later, we saw someone who might’ve been him—laughing, lost, and unrecognizable. Now I think about how easy it once was to trust strangers, before the world taught me caution. Continue reading
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We Were Bold, We Were Six
At school we played boldly, unaware how soon innocence would splinter beneath heavier cracks. Continue reading
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Cool Asian Americans: on double eyelids, belonging, and learning not to measure worth by beauty
While my body fights off this uncomfortable cold, I will share a little something with you that I scribbled down recently after reviewing Kaila Yu’s memoir, Fetishized. This is a vulnerable reflection about my own personal relationship with feeling beautiful as an Asian American. *** Cool Asian Americans. Import cars, pinup models, house parties, clubbing, Continue reading
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Unable to Create…When I’m Happy?
I have a hard time relating to my older writing now that my mindset has changed. Continue reading
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Life Is for the Living: healing from grief & the fear of forgetting
A personal journal entry in which I grapple with guilt over the healing process from grieving my sister’s death, and my fear that moving on means forgetting. Continue reading
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emerging from the grief cocoon and into springtime
On the surface I seem to be getting by all right—I go to work, chitchat with my coworkers, wring my hands at meetings, and get things done. Then I come home, I make supper, I hang out and laugh with my husband and cat, and occasionally hang out with friends. The litter box is still Continue reading
Eden Onpeng 