I prepare for a reunion with old friends, fretting as departure draws near. Have I time to shed five pounds or whiten my teeth? Score the perfect outfit? Maybe, but it’s …

The work day requires me to sit–immobile as rock. My fingers do the walking, tapping their way across the computer keyboard, recording colorless data…

A teacher cautions gains in consciousness can be lost. Initially puzzled, my thoughts turn to Alcoholics Anonymous and what its members …

I feel trapped in a small, dark place of limited movement and choice. I think of the caterpillar inside and imagine its cry…