IMPUNITY My assignment this week was to dissect out the great saphenous vein. Saphenous. What a beautiful word, I mused. What does it mean, I wondered? It sounds exotic. Cobalt-colored. Erotic. Poetic. I would google it when I got home. In the meantime, I would get...
She stands at my head, holding her warm hands over my closed eyes. I, under a tan velvet blanket, catch the scent of lavender emanating from her palms. “Inhale,” she whispers. My breath moves like the tide, undulates slowly through my nostrils towards the shores of my...
I have recently been on a quest for meaning and have found it in the most unlikely place: among the dead. Sometime in my mid-40s, I began to feel more afraid than ever about my chosen career path, which I loved. I had been keeping a journal for over thirty years, and...
