By Hailey Pierce I wear my watches on the inside of my wrist. Counterintuitive and strange, to lift my wrist, the joint cocked palm-away from my face to expose the blue spider veins under pale skin. But I see the time amongst the backdrop of my blood; heartbeats counting just like seconds, the rhythm of … Continue reading Ode to My Blue Target Watch
Going With the Flow
By Clara-Ève Landry Knowing my grip could not fight a force comparable to being hit by 5000 basketballs per second, I take a breath in the pocket of air created by the flat area of the raft and let myself go down the Kennebec River. “Feet up and let yourself be guided by the waves” … Continue reading Going With the Flow
For Mami
By Kaitlyn Byer moth·er noun a woman in relation to her child or children. verb bring up (a child) with care and affection. For Mami: I always loved your light bronze skin with hints of olive. I remembered it being soft as snow, as if the concept of aging simply never applied to you. Your … Continue reading For Mami
Rocky Road
By Ellen NotbohmThe door to the high school principal’s office stood open, so I nipped in to get a quick opinion on my son’s desire for a summer job. He was not yet sixteen, and possibilities didn’t seem to extend beyond fast food, which he didn’t want to do. “You have to hate your first … Continue reading Rocky Road
Not Unlike a Tūī
By Marie-Eve Bernier We made the decision on a windy day. Walking around our local park to discuss this, as we always did with important matters. After many failed opportunities to move to New Zealand, the fourth time was a go. This time it was calling loudly and there were no more excuses. Exchanging my … Continue reading Not Unlike a Tūī
Barcelona Red
By Maryanne DeLeo It’s been in my life eight years, its color long ago used up, hints of it along the walls of its gold, shiny black expensive case. Every day I dip my slender lip brush inside to get a speck of color onto my unpainted lips. Selected by a painter, “which lipstick would … Continue reading Barcelona Red
Facing Death: Fear and Gifts
By C. Graham Campbell, Ph.D As a Buddhist leaning spiritual student, I wish I could tell you that looking death in the eye was a choice motivated solely because that is an important part of the path. Unfortunately, that would be less than honest. An onslaught of health issues between 2015 and 2023 required it. … Continue reading Facing Death: Fear and Gifts
A Letter to My Mother
By Amber Josfin Pineda Dear Philippines, I’ve decided it’s finally time that I start thinking about the future I want to build for you. Granted, I should’ve considered doing this long ago, but I wrongfully assumed that others would’ve taken initiative to do so before me. I suppose deflecting the blame, however, was a karmic … Continue reading A Letter to My Mother
Academy of the Heart And Mind 