The Chronicle

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“Chicken stickers for all! Here, you can have one!” After passing them all out and returning to the asphalt path to listen to the group...

There are a lot of click bait articles with headlines that say things like “80% of Americans say…” but no one has ever asked me what my...

A tall, young, slender, hunchbacked man walks around the corner of his super lifted F350 talking into his air pods, saying “…and he,...

“Hi.” I say, rolling along the asphalt path in the campus quad. “How are you?” She wants to stop and talk. “Are you finding everything...

“She’s watching you, Jack,” mother shouts from down the street, already having walked past the driveway with the slender, black lab...

A pack of college freshmen home on summer break swagger loudly through the park. They’ve created an impenetrable clique. They toss a...

Study even the smallest meadow and you can be endlessly entertained by the complex inter workings of the species that inhabit it; the...

"We are primarily audiovisual and unaware of the world of taste or smell in which most of the other millions of species exist. We are...

To shift your expectations to your advantage you need to make yourself suggestible. One way to do this is through storytelling. Nothing...

Favorite line from What The Hook Gon Be by Nelly

There are more neurons in your brain than there are stars in the galaxy. People often mistake “universe” for “galaxy” in this statistic....

It’s amazing how powerful well-intended dishonesty can be. “You played so well!” she says, despite the fact that she was actually a huge...

see her mouth move, presumably talking to me as I slide in front of her on the sidewalk. I swipe the headphones from off my ears down to...

“The first year…” he muses, “two years… three years…” he further concedes, “are the hardest, but it gets better,” he reassures. “It gets...

We pull into the park behind a white RAV4 with veteran stamped in small, capital letters on the license plate. The father pushes the...

I can see her lips moving and can hear sounds, but I’ve stopped listening. My mind wanders to my hat, of all places. I wonder if she can...

I always lose games of chicken with bumble bees. I watch the incoming missile hook a quick left, swirling like it’s namesake, eye-level...

We sit next to each with the head of the bed tilted upright, staring out the window into the garden in front of the driveway. We see...

Every morning I wake up from a dream where I’m late to a final, and find myself immobile. Usually it’s someone from high school, someone...