At some point in the eighth grade in 2008, I drank some bad water. Later, I…
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After 37 hours of travel, I landed in Belgrade, Serbia. I hopped in a cab and rolled past…
I’m flyin’ high. Or maybe flyin’ buzzed. My transplant docs say “drink only in moderation,” and I am,…
Confession: I failed kindergarten. It was open house night and my teacher showed my parents a line of…
It starts with chemicals too small to see. Too little of this, too much of that. An…
I’m dead-beat. Bone-tired. Wasted. But I ain’t dead-dead and I ain’t lung-tired. And with my lung transplant, I…
Mom never had to force me to eat my veggies. Matter of fact, she tried to force me to…
Moonlight twinkled off Eagle Scouts’ accomplishment pins (earned for demonstrations of helpfulness, generosity, and loyalty) as they wound…
Spring 2017 It was a historic rainfall in Silicon Valley, the likes not seen since the days of…
I breathed 23 years of invisible illness before retching tan-green Silly Putty into city trash bins while…