Meridian Ondrejka

light ripples through the window as the witching hour approaches street lamps still shine through curtains and glass meant to...

There's something about opening a book for the first time and letting it introduce itself to you slowly, through thought,...

You're sitting in a room far from home and there's absolutely nothing you can do. You're sitting alone, thinking about...

there's a beat of your heart that's a drum when its gone when it's went in one ear, and stuck...

That girl across the street from me is wearing ripped jeans in winter. I wonder if it's a personal choice,...

It's a strange feeling to know that these little slips of paper with a strip of adhesive rule my life....

There's something so deeply ingrained that if there is ever rain, I have to go stand in it. Does it...