Nonfiction

They don’t want anything more out of life than to do this great thing, this mindless feat, and reproduce so that the next generation can do this great thing, this mindless feat, and reproduce so that the next generation can do this great—

In my first week of social work in the emergency room, I’ve picked up my patients’ pain, and it burrows into my skin all the way home.

For the first few months, I was irritated by red notifications which bubbled up over my phone app like a rash. But over the years, it’s become a source of comfort.