What Colour Is A Hero?
The balancing act of representation.
I assumed many identities as a kid.
Despite my puny, carbon-based body, I identified with the leader of a group of giant, shape-shifting robots. Despite not being teenage, a mutant, or a ninja, I identified with a group of turtles who battled evil from New York City’s sewers. Despite my brown skin and crippling arachnophobia, I identified…