“What if we lived in a world where we were celebrated instead of seperated? What if instead of being made to feel less than, we were raised up? What if we felt worthy? What kind of new horizons would we imagine then? These are the questions that burn in my

The other day, I received a plain envelope in the mail.  I wasn’t expecting it, and was perplexed as to what it could possibly be.  The return address was from one “Crystal Skull” in Chicago.  “Crystal?  Who the hell is Crystal?  I don’t know any ‘Crystal’ in Chicago,” I thought

Science fairs used to be the shit, or at least a pretty momentous occasion in our pre-alcohol, pre-groping, pre-Ke$ha worlds. Remember? There’d always be the kid with the volcano, always. There’d be some future neuroscientist doing crazy shit on her actual pet. And then there were the rest of us,