SPOKEN SILENCE

I used to love you like the world would end I used to love you like a child He was a dream to me. Soft around the edges and tender to the...

Being electrocuted must feel something like this. My skin crawls to the point that I feel that I must come out of it. My chest tightens...

It's a common question to ask children: "What do you want to be when you grow up?" And I answered that question a variety of ways in my...

Death be not proud, though some have called thee Mighty and dreadful, for, thou art not so, “Your pathology report came back, by the way....

For most of my childhood, I grew up with the sense that I was worth something. I had created a worldview that I was worth what my...

I have always been an awful speller. As I’ve gotten older and more practiced, I have improved. But as a young child, spelling was often a...

“Are you experiencing any anxiety in the moment?” “Just anxious to go home,” I joked. I always joke. It alleviates the obvious tension in...

I laid on my cot in the fetal position facing the wall. I prayed that they would leave me alone if they thought I was asleep. I didn’t...

I was born in the foothills of the Appalachian Mountains. Mornings were my favorite time of day. At the rising of the sun, there was...

We are inquisitive beings. We demand answers from the universe. From celestial bodies we can only dare to reach out to touch. We grapple...