Nothing could give me a satisfying, one-word answer to the “what are you” question.

She ate breakfast as her husband prepared dinner on the other end of the line, on the other end of the day, on the other end of the world.

The bonds that took shape in our youth solidify and create roots from which we are able to grow, but return to draw life from.

Hormones, hormones, hormones. It is the ranch dressing of explanations. It goes with everything yet explains nothing.

我們並不是刻意地避免彼此促膝談心，只是我們能力上做不到。

"I would like everyone to have a good death but we can’t achieve that unless we as a society stop whispering and start talking about it."

I would tear up, lower myself to the ground, and hug myself — desperately grasping to root myself back in reality.

One small caveat exists: I am a microbiologist who deals with infectious material for a living.

In the weeks before, the village I was promised that came with bearing and raising a child was destroyed.

In general, it's difficult to argue about emotionally laden topics, especially with people you love.