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Young and Red-headed by Marianne Worthington
Today, my eyes are blue and rheumy like my father’s, beginning to cloud with cataracts. My vision is speckled with floaters like a chattering of starlings roosting in my eyelids. When I look into the sky the starlings never stop talking. Today, my chin is unremarkable; even its twin thinks so. Today, my mouth is…
You Are Your Only Competition by Swetha Amit
During my initial days of running, I’d look at the runners on the road and wonder why I was not as fast as them. Bitten by the competitive bug, I’d try and match up to their speed and experience a temporary high of overtaking them until all the air was sucked out of my lungs.…
My Health Club Blues by Lev Raphael
As a long-term prognosis, it didn’t seem too bad. “Next time you’re in Europe, think twice,” the surgeon predicted weeks before surgery on my right knee. “If you climb a bunch of stairs to check out some famous view from anywhere, you’ll be really miserable the next day, maybe more.” “Even if I wear a…
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