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Originally published by brownfemipower and Jess Hoffmann in thier "Rethinking Walking" series

that I shot and edited

Rethinking Walking

"I can be a judgmental asshole in my own right, assuming things from my own viewpoint, assuming my vision somehow cuts through the surface and sees something more real than other people see through their eyes. While walking today, I got yet another much needed reminder of how my judgement brings forth the discomfort I can feel about my own whiteness, A discomfort that arises when I delve into another layer of learning about my Sephardic and Romani roots. "

Written Projects

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that I shot and edited

Original chapter in "Resolutions 3: Global Networks of Video" Edited by Ming Yuen S. Ma and Erika Sudenberg. U of MN Press, 2012

You Dropped a Bomb on Me 

Published in Nailed Magazine,

"If we want to know where the adults are, then we need to make the connections. The adults are scared. The adults are covering their own asses. The adults are teenagers who grew up, and never learned anything else except that having power and control over others means winning. The adults are modeling violent behavior. The adults are absent."

We are All Steubenville

Published in make/shift: feminisims in motion

Time Heals Some Wounds

"They look exactly the same and also that much more beautiful as adult women. The sense of familiarity, and the fact that they are not the twentysomethings crowding my memory, quells my anxiety. Unexpectedly I feel at ease and even excited. I haven’t been around this particular tough-chick subculture I came of age in since I left Seattle in 1999. I’ve lost my edge, probably for the best, but I mourn for it at times. I mourn for the unspoken understanding that comes from living through a specific historical moment together."

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Published on HTMLgiant

"The layers of longing for connection to others woven throughout the book has gotten deep under my skin, shifting some of my own molecular level memories. Heartbreak, disappointment, neglect, abuse, and ­­­­­­­­­­­­shattered trust over and over and over. And over. Again.  But it’s not brutal. The End of San Francisco is a reminder of the ways hopefulness runs alongside longing. It is a model for turning internalized pain into unabashedly anti-assimilationist liberatory politics."

Review: The End of San Francisco by Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore

"Sitting in a bar, lesbian or straight, I may not be read as queer in either. If I consciously name myself a [trans-loving] queer femme, all sorts of invisible social relations become visible, ensuring passing is not the operative mode. Naming myself something other than lesbian queers my location in both hetero- and homonormative spaces. What is significant in that radical action is more than just naming and visibility: it is the intent to blow up normative socil relations."

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