“Are these feathers from the flamingo you’re keeping?” I gave a stern look to Miss Martha and Louis while my fingers tightly gripped the ...

Sometimes in the car, or in the moments before falling asleep, a recollection of him appeared. Maybe it was because I saw someone in ...

We all jumped the minute we heard the honk, and our coffee spilled over the floor and sofa. I noticed that Miss Martha and ...

“These were the most wonderful birds I had ever seen,” Miss Martha explained while she gave us coffee. “I had once thought of them ...

Take me away darlingaway from the strife,bloodshed and warwaging outside, toyour dwelling. I’d go anywhereyou wanted me to,as I await foryour hand, readyto ride ...

The old woman set aside a yellowed, dog-eared script atop a tower of books by her chair. She sat back and rested her head ...

As expected, Miss Martha’s living room had pink décor, though it was subtler than I had thought. The cream-colored walls were lined with photos ...

I continued to date Louis every weekend for over three months; we had dates in restaurants, parks, beaches, movie theaters, etc. Louis grew closer ...

Please understand, I had desperate ambitions to be a journalist by then. It seemed like a worthy sacrifice. Most of the working staff were ...

It’s a joyful day These amazing hours encapsulated within the sun’s naptime and waking In this moment the realities of my dreams  Flow freely ...