Day 2, Week 43: Find the Bottom

I almost drowned during volleyball practice in high school. I can’t remember if it was junior or senior year, but I remember how it started. We had a new coach that year, one who loved workouts and weight training. Partly because we were young and partly because we were lazy, her presence wasn’t a welcome … Continue reading Day 2, Week 43: Find the Bottom


Sometimes They Come Back

I was six when my grandmother passed away, so I don’t remember much about her. What I can piece together is vague and, because of its lack of specificity, unsatisfying. I know that she had a large family and that she was one of just a few girls in a house dominated by brothers. I … Continue reading Sometimes They Come Back