The Special Olympics has been a powerful positive force in the lives of hundreds of thousands of people with intellectual disabilities, inspiring vast improvements in physical fitness and healthcare (it's healthy athletes program has helped more than 1.9 million people worldwide) as well as giving them the
An arrow shot across the sky. Observers watch with keen-eyed stare, Convinced the answer lay right there. Pointing to the truth afar. But eyes fixed on fleeting streak, Mistook the signal that it seeks. A moment's guide, a fleeting clue. Not the truth, but a nudge, Towards deeper
In early 2004, I found myself back in Oregon, desperately seeking a fresh start. The previous two years had been a dark period, driven by a hopelessness that made otherwise unimaginable choices possible. Alongside Ed, a sociopath whose nature was as ingrained as a shark in water, I had been
I wrote this poem out of a sense of frustration with my current approach to a memoir I'm writing. I've come to realize that the story is less about me and more about the places where the events occurred and their history, stretching back to the
It feels like we're moving at warp speed, the world spinning faster than we can keep pace. The future looms, a vast unknown, stirring our collective anxiety. It's as if the zeitgeist itself is broadcasting a constant stream of fear and uncertainty. Feelings that, in truth,
