A Note to the Reader This work of fiction includes a character with Trisomy 21, also known as Down syndrome. Down syndrome is not a monolithic condition. Like every other person, people with Down syndrome are idiosyncratic. This is not a caricature meant to represent all people with Trisomy 21…

Creativity is what endures — Why are we here? No, not in the existential sense regarding our place in the universe that appears to be rooted in both wonder and chaos at the same time. Why are you on Medium? Here’s my perspective. Art might be the only thing in the human experience that is…

I want to read your best work — The blessing and curse of Medium is that when you gain followers, the obligation of reciprocity can quickly get out of hand. The writers recommended to me through the algorithm are incredibly well suited for the craft, but quite honestly, I would not be able to correctly summarize the reason…

It’s a Wednesday night, dull and cloudy, the middle of May in a landlocked state. The temperature is always someone’s best guest. It snows, it smolders, and usually does everything outside the ranges you would hope for or expect. I’m too old to be young and too young to be…

I watched her walk out of the third different house that I’ve owned. Probably the fifth place overall, but three were all mine. She had her steady wits and her steady gait And my vacillating perception When she left, Per the ritual of her visit. Bi yearly now. The last…

The February ground felt like concrete and there were towering snow piles in the corners of the high school parking lot. The wind gusted with a frosty ferocity that seemed to come from every direction. Standing outside the oval, Wilco straightened his stocking cap and kept his hands in his…

There was a gentle buzzing throughout his torso and then the sensation of popping out of the crown of his own head. He didn’t know or even seemed to be concerned if he was alive or dead, but his vantage point was looking down at himself and he accepted this…