It Should be Called ‘Demontia’
The scents of antiseptic and talcum powder mingle in the air to create the least inviting smell upon stepping into the ward. This place…
February, 2014
Dinnertime Sadness
Gwen and Stacey were standing in the line for dinner, tousling their hair as they waited for slightly burnt Russian stroganoff and orange things…
A Work-in-Progress
Inspired by an article on “Fixing Broken People:” I’m tired of being your project; Just because sometimes I cry when people aren’t around, Or…
Infinity
You look lovely tonight. Oh please. Stop pretending. I wasn’t. Look out at the harbor. Isn’t it beautiful? We destroyed something to create it….
Why Getting Fit for a Second Time Sucks
Haikus to contain my frustration to 17 syllables Was once able to run Double the speed and distance Light as a feather. In competition…
Valentine
“It’s like my eyes are open, and I’m really living,” I said. “And we’re closer than I ever could have imagined,” I said. We…
Karma
You never would have known, looking at him. He was tucked into the corner of a coffee shop. It wasn’t run down, but the…
Sundial
There wasn’t much before there was here. And by a human way of looking at it, there won’t be much after there is no…