“You must remember what you believed to be right when everything was good.”  Viktor E Frankl, Holocaust survivor and author ...

There was a very childish man who spent a summer with a woman, fell in love, and said goodbye when she left to teach English ...

Since there’s no pastime like screen time, I decided to dive into my deep well of internet sedation to understand where the hours go.

Nothing is more infuriating to me when I ask for directions from point A to point B then to be instructed, “Head east.”

Forty-something emails are still marked unread because the dopamine hit comes from clicking them open, not replying.

My soft core, rose, again as a sweep of emotions turned and tumbled across—the faults, the cliffs, the shifts—parenthood’s ostensible end.

Text message strings are a lot like hotel rooms. They’re temporary, relatively easy to clean out, and progressively get more exasperating, smarmy, and damp the ...

Though I was unaware of her passing, I awoke at that exact moment to the sound of restless wind rustling through my bedroom.

Italy’s race relations between white Italians and its African migrants and black Italians, while not stellar may not be as dire as race relations in ...

Dear Dr. Hanover, my Psychiatrist,
I wrote you an email just now that was most certainly a testament—proof!

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