Walking from my car to the door of the elementary school, I think, “My feet are really cold!” Why, you may ask, are my feet so cold this fall afternoon? The answer—I was wearing my slippers! In my rush to get out the door, changing into shoes slipped my mind. Now there are two choices: ...

Your movementsdebauched but steadyprecise like you arealways at the ready But your actionsare now instinctiveyou blend right inwith the crowd Your social cues performedwith perfect precisionno one even noticesthe undiluted shell you’ve become Your balance is offyou are strugglingto find your centeryour feet arenot touching the ground And like a pendulumyou swingwith every feelingyour core ...

My biggest fear is that I may diewhile I am still aliveI become so afraid of lifethat all I become stagnanthave my hearing fadeleaving only an insignificant hummingfeel fear creep down my armssquatting in my fingertipsforbidding me to connectto worry so much aboutthe little things thatI am no longer ableto see the bigger pictureto have ...

While brainstorming ideas for this week’s article, I thought about current events in our country.  They are hard to miss. It seems that COVID-19 was a mere appetizer in a year of national upheaval and unrest. Of course, as I write this, it is Election Day. But what is there to say about it? The ...

The world is in chaos. People are clearing out the grocery stores within a few hours. People are scared, nervous, and praying for the world to go back to normal. I find myself pouring over article after article, seeing the updated number of cases, terrified for my loved ones. I started sobbing the other day ...