“marry, and you will regret it; don’t marry, you will also regret it; marry or don’t marry, you will regret it either way.” – søren kierkegaard One I was nineteen…
There is a renewed theory in neuroscience that posits the existence of consciousness as particular: occurring at the atomic and subatomic levels and consisting of an assembly of parts to…
Your father said he was glad we sent flowers to the funeral home for you. Our basket of sunflowers and daisies shining bright behind glossed photographs of your chestnut smile…
I have a friend who used to call me in the middle of the night. I would answer and could barely make out his words. He was most likely in…
I’m not afraid of the dark. Not really. I’m afraid of what reveals itself in the dark, real or imagined. At the age of three, after being storied and back-rubbed…
The four-year-old, Kristina, comes down the stairs crying, looking for me. She’s scared. She finds me in the kitchen. The seven-year-old, Rebecca has followed her, wearing a malicious grin. Kristina…
