One of the funniest aspects of my writing is I am a perfectionist. The ideal scenario is that a scene will pop into my ...

The fork pauses halfway to my mouth. An urge to laugh bubbles and I choke it back. “Women only want you for your body?”

After I left the fish tankI lived on a nearby riverbankClose to the connected seaI would look beyond the oceanOut to the dark blue ...

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

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

The waterfall spreads mist through the air, bouncing her hair into pins at a juggler’s act. And as the Fall bubbles at the crevices, ...

Taking a deep breath, the young woman flipped over the first card. “King of Spades.” This was unusual. She’d rarely ever drawn this card. ...

You are looking to create a blog or you already have one established. Congrats! By this point, you have your ideas, and if you ...

Motherhood keeps me on my toes. As soon as I have it “all figured out”, here comes another curve ball to keep me guessing. ...

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