ByShan Wang

Shan Wang is a writer based in Cambridge, Massachusetts. Her journalism has appeared in The Boston Globe and Boston.com; other writing has appeared in Mic, Bookslut, the Harvard Review, and more. She is a professional elf.

  1. My mom and I share a birthday. She always desperately tried not to pay homage to her age, and so for most of our life, it was my birthday, and my birthday alone: my presents, my friends, my party, and my crying if I wanted to. As the pageantry of a birthday gradually lost its shine, I began to shirk the responsibility of the day as well, my mom and I tossing it between us…

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