The skies are constantly open. The roads are slick with the tears that fall from the dismal clouds above, soaking me through to my core. The rain does not end, but it slowly lets up. The downpour softens to a constant drizzle. Still, it doesn’t stop. Soon enough, thunder rumbles and rolls through the clouds, ...

Petals flutter as the wind rushes through the trees with a quiet rustle, creating a shower of pastel pink. The slight chill, tempered by the midday sun, becomes a backdrop for courtship symphonies as the world blooms and explodes into a mosaic of brilliant hues. Spring, the season of new beginnings and rebirth, brings with ...

As I enter the bedroom, Jeffrey shuts the door behind me, and I flinch. He narrows his eyes in my direction but does not comment. Instead, he busies himself by stuffing the space underneath the door with what looks like a blanket. I slowly make my way towards Ace, who has settled in his bed ...

Gray clouds covered the evening sky. It had been raining since noon, and several streets were already flooded. Outside a tall skyscraper, a woman with dark hair and a trench coat stood on the sidewalk. She opened a blue umbrella and went left. Rain splashed everywhere, but she didn’t care if it entered her boots. ...

“What the hell do you want?” Jeffery barks as if oblivious to the howling wind and swirling snow behind me. I take a deep breath, reminding myself to be humble. Then, I force the words I was rehearsing the entire walk over. “A truce,” I say, and shove the fruitcake I baked the night before ...

Only when the strain in my cheeks became unbearable did I realize I was smiling. Regardless, lines of salted emotions stained my face. The memories of Gran brought on a mental fog, yet my body felt light. Muscles relaxed from oils and incense, remnants of when she occupied the small bedroom. Much of her was ...

I have seen the skulls Laughing as tears Ran like beads of wax.   Backed up against a cracked mirror, Images of the aurous haired child Stares at me holding a withered Bouquet of violets and dandelions.   Take them small outstretched hands say, The taste of rotting memories Nails its way between us, Our tongues ...

Global warming is a phrase most of us have heard, more so recently. The weather and the environment are changing and scientists have facts to prove a lot of this change is due to global warming. What is the meaning of global warming? Global warming is an increase in the earth’s average atmospheric temperature that ...