Nonfiction

The first words I spoke to my then-future husband were, “Don’t fall in love with me.” His response was, “I think it’s already too late.”

Joy can be contagious. When you see a broad and toothy smile, eyes squinted and creased at the corners, you can’t help but feel joy yourself...

Dear Methamphetamine, When I was fourteen, you introduced me to your liquid charm encased in the syringe of euphoria, and I surrendered to your manipulations...

“Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness,” Kurt Vonnegut, Jr. once said.

These words resonate deeply with me because although I was born after the wars were over in Vietnam, their impact remained constant in my life...