The Human Condition

Today I listened, I felt the culmination of what it would’ve meant for a man to be without treatment, saw the worry on his face, the sadness in his eyes, felt the purity of honesty in his speech, his willingness and need to feel human connection, like a sponge needs water, this man has been…

Pummeled

Two years ago a boy washed up on the shore, his picture circulating as a reminder that forgetting was not a luxury we could have of the tragedies others face while we lie comfortable in our beds, while we hug our families and have no fear of being separated, ripped apart, but because we don’t…