If I’m going to die, I’m glad my week-old sister wouldn’t remember sitting together on the plaid sofa, or how I tried to avoid changing...

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You're on campus, fall wind turning your ears red, watching fellow students walk through a propped-up closet door, each one receiving a...

If someone had told me ten years ago that today I would be meditating on the impermanence of life while picking up dog poop for a...

I’ve been thinking a lot about my own mortality lately. I’m 52 years old. I’m fortunate that I have always looked young for my age, but...

In my windowless office, the fluorescent lighting casts the mint green walls a pallid pea soup. The constant whir and hum of electricity...

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On this day—not October 3, 2007—I am revising a story I was writing on that October date ten years ago. How does one revise a story for...

One can only search one’s AOL account through November 2009. Before that, no history even though one has had the same AOL account since...

The view from the room is so fabulous we start calling it the Kennedy Suite. September in Boston can be breathtaking. The humidity of...