This is a paved road. One that has been worn over time and in desperate need of a new coat of asphalt. On both sides..
The skies wept that night. It had begun like an ordinary day, with chilly winds and brown leaves flying off dancing trees, as most mornings..
She smiled. The sadness in her eyes began to disappear. Now that I think of it, I had never seen her smile in all the..
These birds never sing. They rendezvous on withered branches retelling tales of their former lives, much to the younger ones’ scepticism. They claim they were..
The door to my new apartment needed a little nudge, but eventually it gave way opening onto a new, dark space—deserted and quiet. Nina would..
