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Introspection

Introspection

Vision: "both and"

KNR sets out to explore the tension of “existing both within and beyond the projection of Otherness" through self-portraiture.

Nanu Holds Saima
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To Love a Stranger

The silence was in no way uncomfortable; most times, it was pleasant, even relaxing. But underneath was a low thrum of pent-up frustration, which I only became aware of every once in a while. There was so much I wanted to tell her — about my high school track meets, the school paper, later my college roommates — and so much I wanted to ask, that I simply could not.

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Welcome to the Club

How could I have felt complimented when I knew I was being denigrated? As the entire ethnicity group to which I belonged was being effectively erased, how could I have felt, however briefly, seen?

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How Things Fall Apart

I left later that night, relieved that I wouldn’t have to see Gayatri until the next winter but also wondering whether I had said too much. And sure enough, that one genuine moment came back to bite me.

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Unpacking the Baggage of Hawaii's Tourism

The portrayals of Hawaii as a party paradise for slender college kids holding beers or backflipping into blue water rubs me the wrong way. I find this kind of vacation porn reductive: It erases the state’s complicated identity.

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Hawaii postcard vector graphic

"Wish you weren't here!"

Rally against AAPI Violence in Boston Common
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Corner Pieces

What is the organizing of a Zoom vigil supposed to look like? What kind of advocacy work are we expected to perform while we grieve? How do we protect bodies so tempting they seduce bullets?

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Humility or Humiliation?

We are not all comedians, and we don’t all bear the same burden of trauma that Gadsby does, but her set made me realize that we are all capable of hurting ourselves through our remarks about ourselves, even when they are diffused by the intonation of a joke.

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Reading My Way Back To Myself

I read because I remember everyone before me who shared a piece of themselves through books.

Nina's Grandmother Child
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Nina's Grandmother Child

Nina's grandmother as a child.

Nina Grandma Young Woman
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Nina Grandma Young Woman

Nina's grandmother as a young woman.

Lily San Francisco
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A Ride with Hatred

I am only half-surprised when a man spits in my face on the bus. What surprises me is my response, or lack thereof.

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Mutation

This version of myself looks up and sees my mom’s shoulders heave up and down. I’m looking at my father’s back, and I don’t need to see his face to know that it is tearless, like mine. Only when I read these words does the memory float back to me. I described it as half-grief. Stuck in the wrong places, like sweat.

Jiji Cover Photo
Introspection

Jiji Cover Photo

Jiji, one of Talia M. Blatt's two cats, in the sunlight.

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