Time is an illusion. It is intangible, a mere figment of consciousness; you can’t sculpt it like a piece of clay. ...
Dr. Ginsburg, “mama”, and “baba” all stared at me while I tried building up the courage to utter the sentence that ...
Every day I walk past a sign hanging in the hallway next to the cafeteria. It’s been there, tacked up between two ...
I still can’t believe it. Laying in the dark of my self-induced isolation, barricaded behind an iron wall of ...
What more could a kid ask for? It was a warm summer evening and I was practicing baseball with my 9 year old ...
Life was good. I was your average 8 year old boy looking forward to summer so I could ride my bike and hang out ...
When you find out that your cousin has cancer it feels scary and devastating and sad. Then when you find out your ...
I grew up in a normal household. Normal is an ambiguous word, encompassing a wide range of possibilities and ...
His hands. That’s what I’ll always remember about him.
They were big – big enough to completely enclose mine, ...
Silence filled the crowd. Anticipation drenched the air. It was a tied game, the bases were loaded, and every fan ...
Brianna is 18-years old.
I am 18-years old.
Brianna had no hair when I met her. I had hair down to my shoulders ...
These veins run wild with witching hour alcohol and cigarette ashes. But they aren’t mine. I am not the ...
My name is Bianca Ontiveros the only girl out of four children that my lovely mother had. As tears run down my ...
I was nine years old when my Grammie came to live with us! She gave up her teaching career, her house, and her ...
When I was young, my older sister would babysit me. She had a babysitting kit, a carefully decorated box that she ...