MENTALLY ILL LIVES. Do They Matter?

Like the races and religions of others, mental illness has long been used as a marker to denigrate, subjugate and inflict pain upon a class of people who lack the power of those in control to fight back with equal force.

Life and Death… and Life

This annual essay begins with this word and these numbers: Briana.07.01.2017. This is the designation I used to label the file of this document. Each time I attribute another year to my sister’s name, I wish it could somehow bump the one etched on her gravestone. That way I might have a few more days left with […]

Triptych: The Three Doors

July 1st, 2016 marks two years since my sister, Briana, died. It’s surreal to write those words. I promised myself that I would post a piece of writing either about, or inspired by, my sister annually on this date. It is this commitment I honor forthwith. The grieving process is something that does not end. […]