On my last layover to Bali, at the Singapore airport sunflower garden, dancing and getting some fresh air and sunshine after being in the air already for almost 20 hours, with 3 more to go.

On my last layover to Bali, at the Singapore airport sunflower garden, dancing and getting some fresh air and sunshine after being in the air already for almost 20 hours, with 3 more to go, May 2006.

This is the story of my name. How my birth name unraveled itself in the last semester of my senior year of college, and revealed a new name that I kept secret for over a year. How it took many days to piece together the syllables of Binahkaye and how it took even longer to inform the world around me that I was be(come)ing a new woman. And also how even when I changed my name, my name did not change for everyone. So many stories. Soon come.

Essays in the Be(come)ing “Binahkaye Joy” collection are a part of the Of Roots & Rivers: Mapping Mutable Identities series.

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