The Complex Roots of My Relationship With Food and My Dad

The Complex Roots of My Relationship With Food and My Dad


The subject of the email is: Avocados.

The body of the email is short, bare-bones: “We will be bringing four (4) ripe avocados. Love you.”

The origin of this critical communique is my father. The concern is guacamole, to be made for a lunch at my house when he and my mother come to town, an event set to occur three weeks from the day of sending. It’s so simple, and yet, I have so many questions.

LONG HAIR DON'T CARE: ON BEING A GUY WITH LONG HAIR

Hair is weird, man. Fluffy, curly, frizzy, wavy, wispy, thin or thick. It’s just strings of cells, these DNA appendages hanging off our body.

Hair is deep, man. We use it to step up our head's game, to show what we’re about, what we are committed to, our religion, our culture, our aesthetic. Hair is used as an art. Hair has also been used as a tool to control and disempower people.

People get real dumb about hair when it comes to gender. Well, people just get real dumb about gender and hair separately, so put them together and damn. And where do gender, hair, and (often) stupidity converge? The barbershop.

Taking Hormones and Teaching My Body a New Language at 29

Taking Hormones and Teaching My Body a New Language at 29


I’m 29 years old and going through puberty. My goatee is humble but hopeful. A few days ago, I got carded trying to buy a lighter (which means they thought I was younger than 18). But I’m also an heir to genetics that had my parents completely silver-haired by age 40. So, while I have a pubescent mustache, I also have half-gray, long wavy locks that make me look like a late-20s Poseidon. If this feels like a riddle, apologies. A lot of my life has felt that way, so you can deal for a little bit.

What My 13-Year-Old Student Taught Me About Transphobia

What My 13-Year-Old Student Taught Me About Transphobia

I see him looking at my mustache. He is trying to be slick and pretend he is looking out the window, but I know he is eyeing my whiskers. He is 13 and I am 29 and we have almost identical facial hair.So, this is awkward.