When Grief Demands Its Audience (A “Dear Danny” Letter)

Dear Danny, I found your obituary online tonight. It filled in some holes for me but not everything. The most important thing I found though was your death date—your actual one; not the date that Ash or Chris told me that you died—(It was sometime in November according to them and my memory but now... Continue Reading →

Happy International Typewriter Day!

Upon scrolling on Facebook tonight, I learned that today is International Typewriter Day! So, to celebrate, I wrote an ode—a thank you letter if you will—to my Maya, my 1961 Underwood 18 manual typewriter. I’ve had her for almost a year—even though it feels like so much longer!—and I’ve grown as a writer and person... Continue Reading →

Lessons from C. S. Lewis: The Trinity is a Sugar Cube

Yesterday, I watched a YouTube video of Ruslan, a Christian YouTuber, reacting to a video of pastor and author Francis Chan warning against the dangers of the modern "progressive Christianity" ideology that's infiltrated 21st-century believers. I felt both jaded and intrigued by the vast, extensive amount of church history and theology that is/has been taught... Continue Reading →

Writing in the Midst of a Flashback

6 A.M. A nurse disturbs my nightmares, and temporarily prevents me from my ritual of staring at the wall upon sweating myself awake, to take my vitals. She wants to make sure I’m still alive, even though, by virtue of this place, I am considered one of the walking dead. 7 A.M. I try to... Continue Reading →

I Am Not My Past (Memories)

I remember, reminiscing about youand the effect you had on my life.They told me that I was supposed tolearn from you and once I got my lessons,I wasn't supposed to revert or glance back. But I did. You were the source of mytears at many a night,and the pain in my heartthat I, unwillingly, held... Continue Reading →

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