I feel her tucked away deep, buried in my silent daydreams. Another version of me awaits, restless and fragile, but ready to fill the missing pieces of me and come out of the shadows, willing to fully embody herself as the woman she is meant to be– courageous and assured, no longer questioning her worth. ...

“So, what do you do for a living?”  A certain group of people finds such a simple question difficult to answer. Multi-passionates are individuals with many skills, talents, and ambitions who have difficulty sticking to one path. If you fit into this category, you tend to explore your vast interests, switch jobs, turn hobbies into ...

Motherhood keeps me on my toes. As soon as I have it “all figured out”, here comes another curve ball to keep me guessing. My current dilemma, how to encourage the emerging identity of my growing children. As the mom of a teenager, I am in the weeds watching my maturing child figure out who ...

The Beige Woman, a color poem, is Adriana Philips' personal tale of living as a mixed-race woman. Can you love yourself in your own skin?

There is an old cigar shop on the edge of Cedar Hill Park with boarded windows and doors on the side near the crest. The passersby complain about the eyesore, though the house is unsure of how they or it know about the old cigar shop without signage. Inside the house, the people’s furniture and ...

The past few weeks I have been watching the world and reacting in the best way that I know possible. I have watched numerous people lose their jobs and careers over ignorant comments. I have cried over the stress of important heated discussions and only started addressing the gaps in my education. Then underneath the ...

Read Parts 1-6 Chaos and cacophony. “Dee? Are you okay?” Eddie’s voice penetrates the solipsism. “Dee!” My eyes flicker open to Eddie holding the detached call bell in his left hand, his mouth gaping and face pale. His chest rises and falls through his scrubs. “I’m alive,” I fumble. “Who did this? The night nurse ...