A man comes homefrom the outside world. He beams at his wife, and his heart glowsHis family is the reason for his struggle throughout ...

Bud says to neighbor Flower, “When I grow up, I will be pretty just like my Mama.” Flower replies, “How do you know what ...

All packed in the car for a visit to a family friend. I have come along for the ride—no school today.   Tenth-grade finals are ...

People say I look like my mother. When I look in the mirror,I think of herand it soothes me, strengthening my heart. When I bake, ...

How do you grieve the loss of someone who is still alive? That’s a question I’ve asked myself every day for months now. As ...

If this was a movie, now would be the moment Dylan makes a move, dropping everything to pull me into an embrace.

I seek afterThy natureThe calmInside of me. The peacefulWaters,Beckon to meIn moonlight. “I am noJesus, orHoly saint!”I protest. “Trust me,”Is all IHear, asIt calls ...

Summer nights of yore in a sparsely crowded Delhi, dhurries on rustic charpoys layered with cool white sheets, stars pricking in a darkening blue ...

At the center of my lifeAre teachings passedOnward, from word andAction, sacred gemsI foster and treasure. At the center of my lifeIs freedom eternallyBound, ...

“So, you’re dating the paramedic?” Dylan’s lips stay flat, his eyebrow raised, and he stares straight ahead.