Who Else Are You?

How we define ourselves can be a fluid thing, depending on who we're talking to, what stage in our lives we are and how comfortable we feel in the many layers of our identities. This month, we explore the idea of identity and its many complexities.

When I was a Flamenco dancer

By Clare Curley While cleaning out my closet the other day, I pulled from the corner a dusty old flamenco shoe that hadn’t seen the light of day in years. The worn black leather reminded me of an existence I hardly think about anymore, when I ate, slept and breathed flamenco dance. Exa..


I'm an artist and a mother/a mother and an artist

By Liz Joynt Sandberg Who else are you? Well, I guess it depends on whom you ask. If you ask my mom friends, I’m also an artist, performer, and writer. If you ask them who else I am, I probably come off as maybe a little fancy, busy, and interesting. They have dutifully bought ..


There's more to me than meets the eye

By Jessica Vealitzek I have shoulder-length light brown hair. I wear jeans or corduroys and tank tops with a cardigan. I’m a mom of two living on a quiet suburban street. People tell me I look young and “all-American,” sort of like a PTA mother. I can be quiet. I’m t..


I am a beautifully human contradiction

Some women wait for something to change And nothing does change So they change themselves --Stations, Audre Lorde by Hilary Christian For years, I played victim to my problems. I prayed for the horrible things in my life to change. And when nothing seemed to chang..


I'm a vegan in Tyson country

By Bryn Huntpalmer Who else am I? Well, I'm a lot of things, and in the past I have never been afraid to share my true identity with the world. That is until I decided to give up animal products while living in Northwest Arkansas, home of Wal-Mart and Tyson Foods. I was an off and on vegetar..