In Search of Roads Less Traveled
When we reconnected after more than a year without contact, I asked him what prompted him to reach out. “I was driving across [the] bridge, and I thought of you,” he said. Roads have a way of doing that—leading your…
No Coincidence: Connecting the Dots between the Past and Future
One month after a major life change and one week before my biggest poetry performance to date, I had one of those rare life moments in which you are able to connect the dots between your past, present, and future.…
It’s Okay, You Made it Here
At approximately 9:30 p.m., I dragged myself into the gym and plopped down on a bench in the ladies’ dressing room. As I was coming, another woman was going. She pulled on her jacket and peered across the room at…
