I’m at a memorial talking to one of my first bosses. I worked at her restaurant for eight months when I was 19 years old. My aunt walks...

I’m in my grandma’s room at the memory care facility she lives in picking out an outfit for her. It’s her identical twin’s memorial...

I remember learning in elementary school, maybe around the fourth grade, that different tribes had defining characteristics to their...

I got real tired of my town when I was 15.  I was tired of it before that, but at 15, I found a way out that my family and I both approved of: I was taking a year abroad.  I got caught smoking weed and drinking in junior high and with the best intentions, my mom worked over-time to send me to a private Catholic school.  I had a question on one of my religion tests that was true or false: if you are a practicing homosexual you are going to hell.  What a fucking dilemma.  Do I