“Are we sure Top Hat isn’t a ghost?” Gizmo’s captor muttered to herself, looking past it to the large silver-stained mirror where dark red letters hung. It squinted halfheartedly, trying to determine the writing, but...
homesickness has never beensomething that affected me so prominently. i always felt happy to walk towards my next phase of life, only look--ing back once in a while. it's just the way i am.but sometimes,...
There's a mourning dove nestoutside of the bathroomwindow, sitting on the sill.One perfect little egg, just waiting for the timefor which it will spring freeof its bounds. Such a small egg for such a large...
My mother never taught me the proper way to peel pomegranates. Thanks to my father, I only know to plunder; my fingers submerged in the flesh, filling each crevice it has to ...
It isn’t a dark, empty room.It isn’t being outside looking in.It isn’t being surrounded by people,Yet feeling out of place, unseen.It’s a massive pit in your stomach.It’s standing alone in a dim, never-ending hall,Never being...
