Author Sailor Hill

The journey to The Fillmore to see Michael Marcagi should have been simple. It wasn’t.  It was the evening of March 19th, and I had an hour-long trip on public transit ahead of me into San Francisco. The ...

I was enjoying my daily walk to campus, music blasting, the autumn sun warming my rosy cheeks at 12:38 PM on October 15th. At 12:39, my chest heaved, my knees buckled, and my phone slipped through my sweaty fin...

“It’s a shame I’m not a religious person because I think I would’ve made a great preacher. So, Berkeley, will you let me take you to church?”  With those electrifying words in the latter half of her...

Glee is the greatest thing to ever grace a television screen and you can’t change my mind.  I’ve decided that 2025 is my year of self-acceptance, but why wait? I’m getting a head start on my resolutio...