by Amy Schmidt “The place doesn’t matter. Nor the food, nor the rain. What matters is that we have made ourselves heard. The revolution doesn’t happen in 5-star hotels with buffets of food and it doesn’t happen in the springtime when everything is beautiful. It happens in the moments of…

Originally published in print for Rain and Thunder, a radical feminist journal for discussion and activism. I recently taught an empowerment self-defense course to a group of girls in a rural area of Costa Rica, the country where I reside. There were 10 girls, ranging in age from 5 to…

Massive Pacific waves crash onto the Baja shore in the night. I am miles and time zones away from work and heartache, but my obsessively racing mind refuses rest, so I listen to the waves until the first hint of daylight and then leave softly through the sliding glass door…

Unpopular fact: we’re all going to die someday. I know, I know. This fatalistic acceptance is considered a selfish position in the face of pandemic. …

When I had an ‘In a Relationship’ status on Facebook, I received daily advertisements for engagement rings, because naturally, I should have been pressuring my boyfriend into proposing marriage to me. That relationship ended, without any pressure to engage, as many relationships do. Within a week, I began seeing ads…