Like many children of immigrants, there is a seed planted deep within me that sprouts hesitation when it comes to fully claiming to be an American. Watching the President tell “the squad” to “go back to their countries” reminded me why.
Personal Essay
Shattering the Stained-Glass Ceiling
These were the subversive sisterhood of saints unsung in most seminaries, unheard of in most congregations, missing in the stained glass and absent in the canons codified by patriarchy. One decade ago, I began to paint them and write about them.
Writing Women Back Into Existence
The world that we are currently taught to recognize is one where women—and, especially, poor women of color—are so inessential that if they disappear, we don’t even notice.
The Editor’s Plight: One Issue, Then Another and Another
The title is perhaps melodramatic—but publishing a quarterly periodical means that occasionally there is scrambling to pull together an issue. This is particularly true when the journal, like Sinister Wisdom, is an all-volunteer enterprise.
Ana Huna: An Open Letter to My Neighbors on World Refugee Day
The resettlement system is designed to keep people alive, but it does not and can not address what people need to feel alive—their unique, human, psychological and social needs.
My American Dream
When I arrived in New York City 24 years ago—barely speaking any English and never having touched a computer—my dreams of becoming a novelist seemed completely out of reach.
Ten Years Later, We’re Still Fighting Anti-Abortion Extremism
Ten years ago today, I received a frantic call early in the morning. Dr. George Tiller, one the abortion providers most targeted by anti-abortion extremists, had been shot and killed.
When I Was 12 and He Was 24
I did not believe that I had suffered an assault. I thought I had been privy to my very own “Lolita” story.
Becoming a Dangerous Woman
I have become a Dangerous Woman—and I’m here to challenge you to become dangerous, too.
25 Years of Feminist Stories Worth Falling For
Both Mark Cull and I came from the woods: tent camping, car sleeping and little to entertain us besides life inside books. We also both became writers, the kind interested in helping others tell their stories even as we wrote our own. In short, we were born to be indie publishers.