I sat and rhythmically squeezed a smiling, yellow rubber-ball and watched my blood, as dark as shiraz, inflate the flat canvas of a plastic bag.
I was at the Kilasch hospital in Godrej, India on a field trip to study sustainable practices in a small village. We were given a tour of the hospital which was designed with sustainability in mind. When we arrived at the lobotomy lab, our tour guide, Pranav, told us that the hospital was dangerously low on blood donations.

Death in Silence

I have hardly been intimate with death. I’ve only begun to be acquainted with its shadow, As it rears itself in shadow form to remind the living that he is walking with us and dancing to the same tune. Indifferently tapping his feet against ours like sand against sand in an hourglass. I did find death waiting for me one day, Nesting in my mattress, treading over my sheets and shackling himself to my dreams. I swallowed to untie my tongue and draw my sword to break the muzzle of anger clenched within my jaw, but as I opened the…

Coda on requited love

“There’s a trick to the ‘graceful exit.’ It begins with the vision to recognize when a job, a life stage, or a relationship is over — and let it go. It means leaving what’s over without denying its validity or its past importance to our lives. It involves a sense of future, a belief that every exit line is an entry, that we are moving up, rather than out.” -Ellen Goodman I write this fully aware of the danger one may encounter when writing about their experience with others.  Especially when, in this particular event, the other is not present…

To the Woman that is about to jump off the ledge

Click here to hear the audio version.  In order to listen, you will have to download it.  WordPress does not let me insert .mp3 files. To the woman that is about to jump off of the ledge By Anthony Conwright: Somewhere in the world there is a woman suffering from an unstable heart, being visited by the ghost of abusive relationships past  standing on the edge of a skyscraper built on the foundation of her memories scared from a broken childhood. I know I’m too late, and I know you can’t hear me, so first and foremost know that I…

Why Homosexuality is Completely Natural (Short version)

Why Homosexuality is Completely Natural By: Anthony Conwright I found myself in a battle of wits with a formidable opponent a few nights ago.   The bout was over whether or not homosexuality was natural or unnatural.  My personal stance is that homosexuality is completely natural and poses no threat to the future of I hope by the end of this brief piece you come to understand why. I have many examples of why homosexuality is natural but I will only list three.  I will attach a more detailed piece on this issue in the near future. The conversation started out…

My Expectations

My birth was your love letter to life.
I haven’t been able to fully read the language of your DNA
So I often times find myself crossing your T’s your and dotting your eyes with my own tears pregnant with your guilt and
Finishing sentences that you left as fragments for me to figure out and complete on my own.
And Sometimes I want to write back to you and say, “I miss you and I need you.”