Life is a risk. Live it anyway.
Elena checked her watch, an heirloom passed down from her mother, brought over from the old country by her grandmother…
The sedan’s tires inched slowly toward the pavement, their quiet thwupping against the tracks of the lift barely audible over the hum of…
I found this back in March when I was clearing out old texts — a Twitter alert from over a year ago — and it reminded me of the Tin Man from The Wizard of Oz. In the original story…
Empathy is a lost art, one our survival depends on. We can and must learn to see the world through more than one pair of eyes. To do so, we must stop insisting it is the…
This past Sunday was my 40th birthday. New Year’s Eve. Not an easy day to get…