Open Letters

Trigger Warning: S*icide It has been a couple of years since a friend of mine attempted suicide. To the teenager I was then, it meant...

Dear, old friend?  Who knew the beginning of the end would be this hard? I’m unsure what to call you but I want to write to you, a piece...

To someone who I believe is strong, You may not know me and I may not understand what you’re going through right now, but I am here to...

The first homes we inhabited and the first surroundings we were exposed to, decided our privileges and penalties, the kind of...

How long can you hold onto a weak railing with wet hands? How long before it eventually gives away?  Where do you run to, when you have...