150 Days
Today marks 150 days since the last time I felt external physical touch of any kind. It’s an incredibly strange sensation to describe, and I’m sure there are millions out […]
Today marks 150 days since the last time I felt external physical touch of any kind. It’s an incredibly strange sensation to describe, and I’m sure there are millions out […]
Hello, My name is Danny Ward and I am a resident of Crown Heights, Brooklyn. I am writing to urge you to vote to reallocate major portions of the NYPD […]
I am white. I am male. I am American. And I have been, up to this point, silently racist in my attempt at support for people of color. It’s awkward […]
“They called me a magnate tonight,” he said, as he ducked his narrow, hatted head below the bannister, searching for Meredith in the dusty attic. “What?” “A magnate. They called […]
There’s a certain amount of failure that we, as adults, become accustomed to. It’s part of becoming an adult. We fail in love, we fail in school, we fail in […]
As our story begins, Danny Ward is 36 years old and standing in the shower in his parent’s new apartment in downtown Detroit. It’s two days after Christmas. And last […]
As difficult as it was with her increasing size, Amanda refused to stop bringing Jeremy his lunch every day at twelve fifteen. It wasn’t so much done out of enjoyment, […]