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She sat on the front steps for a few minutes to catch her breath. The breeze blew her hair across...

I hate when people ask what I’ve been up to. It’s such a default question. Starting today, I will not...

His hands smelled like pennies. He smelled his palm and could taste it in his mouth. Outside the window, cars...

Carefully padding through the leaves, he saw nothing but a blanket of orange and brown over the forest floor. The...

I hate passing roadkill when I drive. It’s depressing. I can’t help but imagine the animal as a newborn baby....

Sometimes I’d like to heave my least favorite people onto a giant pile of burning tires. But that’s not why...

The year is 2094. I am 115 years old. I’m about to permanently move to Gertabon, the lower orbit community...

Note: This marks my last blog from Oxford. Next week I’ll be moving into my new home in Washington. This...

This week is the second in a series of essays about growing older. Sometimes friendships are very frustrating for me....