My senior year of college, a couple of my friends and I were invited to join a control group for a study one of the master’s students was doing for her thesis. Her topic was how the “ring by spring” culture at small colleges can…
It was the angry blaring of a car’s horn and the squealing slam of the same car’s brakes as it came sliding to a stop mere inches from me that broke through my fog of confusion, anger, and pain. My body leapt sideways of its…