Senators



Senators

So far, I’ve already tried a few alternative methods because, according to my doctor, my liver “can’t take much more of this,” and I think one has finally stuck. Read More

Senators

For the past few years, the pattern has been the same: Need a meal? Hillside. Need a snack? Hillside. Want a sweet treat? Hillside. Need a sweet treat? Hillside. Sad? Happy? Angry? Frustrated? Tired? Hopeful? Excited? Bored? Busy? Hillside. Hillside. Hillside. Hillside. Hillside. Hillside. Hillside. Hillside. Hillside.  Read More

Senators

The first realization of my own age hit me in the months before I started college. I was helping my dad clean the small office he’d occupied in Rush Rhees longer than I’d been alive. The walls of which boasted childhood drawings that my sister and I had crayoned. Even though I was looking at my distant past, I realized I would soon be starting a new page of my future. Read More