A cool strip of light slides across my arm, searching for the hidden path of a vein. I feel the gentle press of the needle, then only a soft pull, as if the earth itself has drawn back. In that quiet pause, I remember her last breath: the pale room where hope once lingered, machines … Continue reading Rainfall in the Quiet Hours
Tag: human connection
A Story We Tell Ourselves
How have your political views changed over time? I've abandoned the naive hope that leaders might be wise, rather than wealthy fools stumbling through decisions with pockets deeper than their thoughts. We’ve been told the same story for generations: the rich rule, and the rest serve. It’s presented as if it’s an unchangeable truth, woven … Continue reading A Story We Tell Ourselves
Centennial Reflections Unfold
Write a letter to your 100-year-old self. Dear Future Me,As I pen this letter, I marvel at our journey—a tapestry woven with joy, discovery, and resilience, leading us to this centennial milestone. I wonder about the inclusivity and kindness of your world, hoping it reflects the dreams we harbored for a society that embraces and … Continue reading Centennial Reflections Unfold
Sympathy
I've got this mate, known 'em since forever. They're a quiet sort, bit on the spectrum, and not feeling too great.See, they've been wrestling with the blues, and it got even worse when they lost their partner of two decades to cancer. And here's the kicker, it all happened like a flash, and their partner … Continue reading Sympathy



