Category: Reflections

Being an ethnic minority involves colours and, on some occasions, arithmetic…

I call myself a Chinese American, no hyphen.

The NHS has and continues to depend on the active recruitment of overseas doctors to stay abreast, yet immigrant doctors often encounter racism and obstacles to career development within the system.

On growing up Dominican, working for Homeland Security, being soul-fucked & loving Sci-fi

The monsters are creeping, pouncing & inhabiting artists, writers & makers to create a future of radical abundance that transcends our dialectic capacities

Envisioning East London in 2060 through the lens of race, borders, colonialism, resistance and multimedia performance

When a child enters the world of realism and enclosure, he opens his eyes to the sparkle of hopes and desires, but his naivety shields him from reaching out to achieve those goals.

How a crisp pomegranate dessert became the gateway for cultural understanding and self reflection

Prayer isn’t entirely about my own mother, but it is influenced by the many hurdles we have tripped or jumped over in the years we have been mother and daughter. It is also a song for those who have found it difficult to make sense of the relationships they’ve had with their mothers

On being black on both sides of the Atlantic and diasporic rootlessness