Staying on the run to get everything donePlotting the next chapter when the current has just begun Barely breathing to get near achievingHoping to never lose the magic of believing Yes, it’s a bad habitI hate feeling like Mr. Rabbit I would love to stop racing against the clockBut I really want to be among ...

I’m always stopping short, butting against the glass. I know if I made a fist, a proper fist, and swing, I could shatter it. But every time, I only end up with my fingers leaving prints and streaks as I watch, afraid to be seen. It’s only my careful reflection that needs to be known. ...

You can find the previous issues on my author page. It was late when we had tumbled into the portal in Venice, and the three of us crashed without ceremony on the couch when we finally made it to my condo. I awoke sometime near the witching hour to finally drag myself into bed. Nothing ...