Winter holds me, a cold grip on my throat, but different than summer the pressure stays at that, breaks no bones, kills in a gentle...

At first, it’s the leaves; they fall and fall so silently, like drizzle making way for sun. The animals don’t bother, for the leaves...

A book was all I carried in my hands, in my mind were all the memories I collected of places beyond the horizon, strange like the...

Rain becomes more frequent, sheets of clouds sitting above us, and in the morning the fog is persistent. By noon it has cleared, the...

Deep blue it is down here, bubbles rise and fall, sunlight barely comes to attend us— just a whale floating through that oddity, that...

We all have atmospheres surrounding us, keeping us safe from the harsh radiation originating from others' souls. It's a quiet place or...

She is a tornado of cherry blossoms, deep red mixed with pale rosy, mixing gentleness into the chaotic floods. When clouds clear she is...