I wrote about the time when I learned how deep-seated grief can manifest as intimidation. Thank you @Pulsevoices for publishing my story. https://t.co/42iIIJiLUF
Change of plans due to #HurricaneHenri2021, but we spent the day baking muffins with help from @valstones! Thanks for the lucky four leaf clover ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐
I'd like to introduce 3 wonderful new writers in the lit-med field: the winners of 2021 @BLReview literary prizes:
@huedotart@AmyV_Blakemore@Nelag628
You can see/hear their work at a free event on May 23
https://t.co/zHPU55gyCI
Journal entry from one year ago today: My heart broke for the dying mother in room 31, for her husband on the same unit with the same virus, for the nurseโs mother, the 84-year-old with Alzheimerโs who was lying in her own vomit when I walked in, and for my friend the rabbi.
To our Asian neighbors, family, and friends. I know that the world seems more scary today. More cruel. Know that we love you.
We mourn those killed last night in Atlanta with you. We will dismantle white supremacy alongside you.
"What a curious thing to be so upset about. Nature delights in diversity. Why don't human beings?"
-Lola, from the documentary Southern Comfort #NarrativeMedicine
SUBMIT NOW! Two more weeks to send in your work for Spring 2021 Intima: A Journal of Narrative Medicine - https://t.co/tV74QcIwdo ยฉ The Invisible Starry Night by Sal Marx Fall 2020 Intima