a memoir One chapter at a time. one I decided to see what war was truly like. At 21 I made a fake press pass for a fake Read more two When I awoke on the floor of John’s room the next morning, he was already up with another pair of Read more three It was late June and as evening began to ease in, my older sister Laurie and I sat atop a Read more four Her two sons carried her into the trauma clinic and with the help of staff got their mother up on Read more five Sitting in the trauma clinic or center or place...where people who are really fucked up come, I stare at both Read more six When I entered the train cabin the elderly woman continued to smile and I continued to smile. Her smile was Read more seven People often ask me, “what’s your favorite photograph you’ve ever taken?” You’d think as often as I’m asked that I Read more eight The train slowed. That’s what woke me. It was dark and felt very late, but I had no real idea Read more nine ‘I can’t feel anything. I can feel the blood, but I can’t feel the pain. Oh my god, am I Read more ten As the sun fell on another day in the beautiful, but ravaged city of Sarajevo I sat inside a makeshift Read more
