My head shook in disbelief at the sight of the flamingo; all the while, my brain created plausible scenarios that overtook any rational thought ...

You draw my will out Through my skin. It sits, Dewy opals, On the curves of my neck Until you scoop it away With ...

“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 ...

“Geena! How long does it take to catch a fish girl? You’ve been down by the beach all day!” The gulls resting on the ...

“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 ...