New Eyes For Supermom
Category: PARENTS
On the evening of Saturday, September 12, 2015, I found myself in the lobby of an E.R., texting my two sisters on my blood crusted phone, reeking of B.O. and mildew from marinating in my bathing suit all day. My mom's blood splatters were painted on my shins, but I wore them like armor to remind myself of her strength and suffrage.
By Jahan Yousaf, ContributorHalf of Krewella. Washed up 90s troll navigating through the 2..., 2016-05-08