I received no further explanation, just a request to pack up and leave the premises. It didn’t feel real. I had so much riding on this job..

I stared blankly at the interviewer, unable to comprehend the words she had uttered. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes...

My job was to look after the chickens and then collect and clean their eggs. As a family, we all worked together to keep the farm running...

I was just another “All-American girl,” born to a hard-working single mom of North Philly in the glorious 90s. My weekends were spent...

All my life, I have always wanted to help others. I have seen persecution, racism, and blind hatred for those who are different or deemed...