I built this house for us. Layered it brick by brick glued it together with mortar reinforced it with steel. But with a single ...

“No, no, no.” Lilian takes one look at me and grimaces. We haven’t stepped outside, and already she’s regretting inviting me to her friend’s ...

Only when the strain in my cheeks became unbearable did I realize I was smiling. Regardless, lines of salted emotions stained my face. The ...

Sometimes I feel her. A gentle nudge on the invisible thread that links us together, pulling me towards her. Sometimes I hear her. The ...

I was too far into my memories to detect the emptiness of the wooden house; the silence that fell to the pigeons perched on ...

It climbs from the east. Those beams that signal a new day and the promise of a fresh start. That offers the chance to ...

Each breath ignited a fire in my lungs. Still, I remained in place as my hand traced the aged closet that displayed my grandmother’s ...

I hear her whistle in the wind. Her hum: a sweet melody that carries, that soothes, that calms the rising pain in my chest, ...

It’s Christmas day, and as the kids grumble about the gifts they didn’t receive, you’re in the kitchen, surrounded by the sharp aroma of ...

I turned the key to my front door as the familiar click echoed in the quiet morning. With only the occasional hoot from the ...