The Growing Poem: A Day of Life
so still the rising morning
as I gaze into the glorious green;
an orb of warmth climbs the horizon,
a day unfolding in its own shapeless way.
the...
Letter from the Editors
Windows are a staple of The Medium office. There’s some meaning to be derived from them about transparency and the search for truth. But really, they’re...
Homecoming
“Don’t worry if you can’t recognize them,” my dad says to my sisters and me as we push our luggage carts around the masses...
Finding Home
It takes me a while to acclimate to Russia’s white nights. As light peers through the windows and drapes across my face, my eyes...
Growing Through Expectations: Taking Back Ownership of Our Own Lives, Successes,...
The names in this piece have been changed to protect individual privacy.
“Do you want to prove them right?”
When I was in high school, struggling...
Trapped in an Unrelenting Mind
It’s 9:22 a.m. A frail adolescent boy sits crossed-legged on his bed. His polo shirt, once soft and bright red, is ripped and stained...
Puppy Parenting: The Joys and the Sorrows
On a cool October morning, I repeat today’s plan to my mom as we drive to pick up Tuco. “The book said I need to...
The Oxymoron of Unsustainable Growth
Growth is a part of the human condition. We must grow to survive in an ever-changing world where new technological innovations are conceived almost...
‘Going Abroad Really Changed Me’: The Year I Chased a Cliché
“Going abroad to France really changed me,” she says. Who is she? I don’t know, because she’s different now. I stand in front of...
Preparing for the Front Lines
When we imagine a career in art, we might picture someone holding a paintbrush and preparing a wooden easel and white canvas in his...
I have this thought about a mountain…
I have this thought about a mountain named Edith.
Two summers ago, a close friend of mine and I hiked as close to the peak...