Ben Baker

Ben Baker

When I was in the 3rd grade, my parents asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up. It didn’t take me long to answer, “A superhero.”  I had it all planned out; my costume, my powers; you couldn’t tell me anything! As I matured, I realized that being a superhero could...
Phillip Mosley

Phillip Mosley

What I remember most about home was the structure itself, the actual, physical building.  We didn’t have a cookie-cutter house with paneling on its sides… no, we had a brick house *cues Brick House by Commodores*.  We had multi-colored brick laid throughout the house...
Jarryd Bethea

Jarryd Bethea

This home was a space to grow.  I find comfort in knowing there is proof of my various periods of growth and transition marked all around the house.  There are small tire markings on the floorboards from when I was a kid playing with my toy trucks.  There are letters...
Mike Kenyaya

Mike Kenyaya

I couldn’t even begin to fathom what it’s like to leave everything familiar behind and move to another country with nothing but hopes, dreams, and prayer…but such was the fearless trailblazers that are my parents.  They derailed their lives for their children. My name...
Malcolm Whye

Malcolm Whye

Have you ever found yourself stuck between two worlds? The feeling of always having to constantly adjust who you are to fit in or not even knowing who you are in the first place? Well, that person was me. Your culture is important. My name is Malcolm Whye and this is...