MAN

One month away and you can begin to forget. Complementary forces push and pull you towards a new home, a two-pronged campaign that buoys the present and sinks the past; the new smallness forges community, you were caught up in the large and diverse yet still esoteric bubble that, in self-proclaiming its role as center…

Warmth

With uncharacteristic temerity and characteristic self-absorption, I once asked a friend to tell me what my greatest weakness was. After I withstood her initial deflections and evasive maneuvers, she finally told me that I had “a lack of empathy”. It wasn’t much to work with – she wouldn’t or couldn’t elaborate, and I wouldn’t or couldn’t…

Write-it, do it!

Important lessons in time management and hard work were lost on me at the 2006 Middle School Science Olympiads. I was an ambivalent eighth grader who’d joined the team less for glory and more to join my friends, which I was apparently and fortunately qualified to do. Each weekly meeting consisted of a short learning…

Three Very Brief Recollections from over a Decade Ago

III. Per a friend’s recommendation he wrote a note to his crush detailing some facts about himself that he thought she’d find interesting (if not endearing). It didn’t matter that words had literally not been spoken between them, he opened strong and shared his interest in inky gel-based pens, the piano, “and herself.” Several more…

The Season’s Precipice

One of my favorite parts about going to school in upstate New York was getting to leave, every year, for Fall Break. During my tenure as a student, it had become an annual tradition: my friend and I would pack our bags (with far too many belongings for such a short trip), place them in…

Mis Manos

In my freshman year of high school I was made aware of my unnaturally sweaty palms. I’d known this was one of my father’s afflictions since I’d always been painfully aware of how damp his hands were when we’d join together in saying “Our Father” during Sunday Mass, but never had I thought that I could…