Michael A. Castello, PhD

MD/PhD student, neuroscientist, husband, lover of technology (carbon & silicon-based varieties), avid learner, passionate advocate.


August 24, 2018

How many days have passed
Since our hands first touched, cautious fingers entwined?
How many steps along this tangled path
That we have made our own?

A journey over steep and jagged mountains,
Fraught with rocky canyons.
Harsh terrain that we surmounted,
Focused only on the endless road ahead.[…]


August 21, 2018

I lingered out of reach, hidden deep within myself,
Careful not to share too much, lest I be exposed.
You danced nearby, matched my steps,
Risked yourself, inviting me to trust.

A smile, a laugh, a wink…

A touch.

Suddenly I was in your arms,[…]


May 28, 2018

I strive to manage

All of their emotions

Leaving no space

To experience

My own.


Moving In

August 11, 2018

I always imagine that moving is going to be something akin to a sequence. A series of steps in which boxes are created, transported, and piled up in the new location. Perhaps if one belongs to the economic stratum that can afford to hire professional movers (or is a member of the Armed Forces),[…] Read more  »

End of the End of the End

June 3, 2018

Graduation. An event that had been so far off for so long, my dazed mind refused to believe it could actually be happening. And yet, here it was, a weekend of visitors and ceremonies and celebrations swirling around me in a blur of regalia and purple orchid leis.  As with everything else in this eight-year adventure,[…] Read more  »