THE (NON) DATE WHERE I TALK TO KIRAKids gather at the splash pad below a suspended bucket. It wobbles, teetering with water until it ...

public glancesall sharp and nastyyet behind those looksyour eyes scanthe landscapeas you take inthe rise ofmy ebony moundsand stare at my nipslonging to caressthem ...

There is cool comfort In the coldness of gazpacho That during summer Fills burning mouths Made from the souls Of martyred tomatoes Brought forth ...

The stolen world of silenceLingers above the cloudy skiesAnd lays below the oceans murky wavesBeyond the reach of humanities deadly violence While the wonder ...

We’re mirror images, him on one side, me on the other, tilting toward the hunk of wood that serves as our confessional.

“You’re late, and you know I don’t like that. Now, we are running behind. You will have to speed through two of your readings ...

*Trigger warnings* Depression, Divorce, Death/loss, grief Suicide, Mental illness, violent content Reader discretion is advised *** The rest of the trip to the hospital ...

My childhood memories end abruptly when the setting sun catches my eye. My escort and I decide to return to our hotel room and ...

Her duty was clear. The first day of the events within the Conclave mostly involved mingling, as the actual ceremonies didn’t take place until ...

Tears build and slide down my cheeks. My car; totaled, my finances; crap, my pool of people to rely on; a puddle.