Ashes to ashesdust to dustamong the light. The light you gaveonce filled mewith immeasurable hope. I placed my trustinto what I believedwas a sincere friend. I believed in yougave all into whoI believed was my family. I wander the desert,beaten and brokenin humiliation. Ashes to ashesdust to dustamong lonely nights. The wildernessnow my homewithout you.

I’m an animal person, so any story involving animals is bound to get at my emotions. Recently, I came across a Facebook post about “the loneliest whale,” which broke my heart. So, of course, I had to research this poor creature. According to the Facebook post, this particular whale calls out at a different frequency ...

There is an old cigar shop on the edge of Cedar Hill Park with boarded windows and doors on the side near the crest. The passersby complain about the eyesore, though the house is unsure of how they or it know about the old cigar shop without signage. Inside the house, the people’s furniture and ...

The woods sleep with snow My ears listen for spring birds, My eyes long for you As I sit by the window Wishing you could come again