What Rob Lowe Taught Me About Fear

TW: pet death I watched a show a few weeks ago called The Lowe Files in which the actor Rob Lowe and his sons visited an old "haunted" prison at midnight. There they met up with a scientist who studied the effects of fear in humans. Rob and his youngest son, John Owen, volunteered to wear …

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Walls

It started with the jar of loose change, the way the coins glittered in the sun. No matter where I stood in my bedroom, silver and bronze flashes swarmed around me like gnats or doubt. Without thinking, I pushed the jar off my dresser and watched as coins pummeled the floor and the jar shattered. …

The Songs We Sing

Sometime in the middle of May, in the blinking daylight hours between rolling fog and thunderstorms, the buildings along Lincoln Avenue inhale. The restaurant workers in their white aprons have thrown open the large, floor-to-ceiling windows that line the fronts of their buildings. You have to fight against the draw of their breath as you walk by them, and the …

What Matters

Lisa Burkhardt's anger surfaced on her skin just like her freckles—slapdash and intense. She bragged she inherited her Irish temper from her mother and I believed it. When Mrs. Burkhardt took walks around the neighborhood without her usual thick '80s makeup, I couldn't tell mother and daughter apart. And Lisa could rant for hours using only swear words and the …

An Anniversary

Once upon a time, there was a writer with low self-esteem. (ha! like there're writers with high self-esteem!) After a talk with a friend, the writer decided to start a blog to keep track of the stories he uncovered researching genealogy. But the writer was scared of anyone passing judgement on things that he wrote. …