Storytelling Contest

Thoughts from the Trauma Bay is the second place winner of the Synapse Storytelling Contest's personal essay category.

In 2017, I skied for the first time. In 2018, I slipped on ice and broke my collarbone. My classmates got me through the next months, and we crowned my recovery by returning to the slope that started it all.

When you promised to make my brain sing color,

I jumped at the chance.

You were a painter of vibrancies,

inking trails to collect on debts for every

sunset stolen from your palette.

After a long drive, the sight of the city on the Bay Bridge welcomes you home.   

Dimming day’s sunset

Metal birds take off ... descend

Head on his shoulder

Bathed in golden rays

Frigid, Icy Nights

Chatting Faces of six continents, in the highline of the 7 line

Crowded, moving rivers along the conduits of the underground

Running, yelling, begging faces

Rolex, Suits, Prada, Nike

Miles wind the mechanics of my feet,

counters and clocks to tally the movement of my toes.

I pace alongside psychiatrists and counselors on cracked cement

as their words like a foreign language

You ask me why everyone around you is succeeding

And you’re left alone conceding these feelings

From when you first departed

Aspirations written down on the application you started

To your future life -

Look outside the window,

The pine tree with a million needles,

Needles that glisten at their tips,

With a million beads of raindrops,

When spending time outside the lab, one of my favorite spots is Point Bonita Lighthouse in the Marin Headlands.