Sandra Rhee — I'm trying to write things worth reading. Also find my writing at sandrarhee.com. — Page 2

His Last Good Fight

It was time for the next three steps. His right hand extended towards the old mirror, pulled the corner towards him, and then hung in the air for just a second..

• Story

Optimist

How did this woman become an optimist?

• Story
• Fiction
• Hope

Sick Once More

I was diagnosed with cancer yesterday. This is how it happened.

• Story
• Fiction
• Writing

Why She Pressed Record

The peanut-butter stain on Alyssa’s blouse could wait. It might even be useful.

• Storytime
• Story
• Fiction

Beware of Despair

Suzy hadn't lost her job. That morning, her alarm had triggered a series of actions, ones she took some days and skipped on others...

• Story
• Fiction
• Emotion

Panic—But From What?

She pressed the button on the garage door before her neighboor could see her face, not because she was embarrased, but because she didn't feel safe. From what, she didn't know.

• Story
• Fiction
• Storytelling

A Friend I Abandoned

She said he was dead, but I needed to call him to make sure. I called his cell phone, again and again and again..

• Story
• Mental-health
• Fiction

The Woman in My Ear

Sometimes my Mind has a bad bite, and the fear of the big bites makes me want to keep Her numb.

• Story
• Storytime
• Fiction

The Weight of Her Confessions

Content warning: This post contains descriptions of domestic violence and difficult subject matter. Her voice reached me, but my expression stayed vacant, my mind hollowed, and my hands still.

• Fiction
• Story
• Trauma

My Friend, Amelia

I brought her out to the grey stone tables sitting empty behind the dry cleaners. Amelia is the kind of person you want to show off, you know, like a Brooks Brothers label left out for a loose eye to notice.