There was a surge of electricity across the wires after the transformer exploded on Osage Avenue. The sky washed white from the flash....

Crinkle fries. I was willing to do anything to get my hands on those slender sticks of fried potatoes, and they only sold them at Fraser...

In order to get to high school, a decrepit-double decker bus would be mounted from the only village bus stop. The bus stop had one seat...

Ian and I chuckled as we watched a viral MMA video that came across my feed. It was the Bellator fight that had a fighter wake up from a...

This essay has to start somewhere, let’s pick a winter’s day in February of 2020. Imagine constantly having the urge to pull your hair...

For some time now, I have been thinking about, and sometimes writing about cover songs. By “writing about cover songs,” I usually mean...

I could have imagined her hand in mine, a storm brewing in the molecules between our fingertips. Her nails, long and manicured, placed on...

For much of my childhood, I lived with my parents and seven siblings in a shabby, wooden tenement in Bridgeport Connecticut. The...

My daughter’s in the backseat as we drive to zoo camp and since she’s old enough now I switch Pandora to my station and the Indigo Girls...

The clouds set in right when I hit the highest height of the wave, the icy water soaking my skin and sending shivers through my head...

Maybe I would always be that resistant five-year-old girl whose sophisticated grandmother forced her into an Easter dress, a shawl, hat,...

There isn’t a moment in time when I feel safe. It’s a constant battle fighting off triggers coming at me from social media, television...