4 Articles

October 25, 2017

Why I March and Why Marching Isn't Enough

I will not accept what I cannot change, but will change what I cannot accept.

August 04, 2014

Accident on Broadway

A tragic afternoon

I heard the thud first — then a man was flying through the air. He somersaulted against the blue November sky, one, two times until making contact. On both sides of the street people stood, frozen in place, shoes planted solidly on the ground — but not his shoes. They were tossed in opposite directions from the impact.

August 04, 2014

Not Friends, Just Acquaintances

An awkward experience with an old friend

We sit next to each other while waiting for our separate meals to arrive. I try to be a part of their conversation. Then she and her friend switch seats. No reason to attempt small talk now.

August 04, 2014

A Turtle Named Molly

Learning to see without sight

It’s a quiet Tuesday afternoon at the Seymour Marine Discovery Center when I meet *Sheila, a 12-year-old girl wearing lime-green sweatpants, flip-flops and a pink t-shirt. She has her head tilted towards the shrimp tank but her eyes are closed and she holds herself rather awkwardly. Without the aid of sight, Sheila still sees the beauty of anemones, hermit crabs, and octopi.