What this Life is Meant to be
I live by the seasons of death. I transact with the un-living, their stiffened death rattles, as they…
Trying to Remember
“Why does everything have to be so hard? Like we are just pretending and pretending. I try to…
No Strings Attached
Our little wooden cottage was set up on the coast of the Summer Vacay, not very far from…
American Mistress
It was odd what had come over Jake’s parents. Usually they argued. Sometimes violently. But this morning…
A Taste of Africa
It was a refreshing morning. As always: the morning breeze blew through my opened window, the dust, the…
The Start of a Love Story
When I’m walking down a beach all by myself, I like to imagine the waves ushering to themselves,…
A Fear Called Love
The thing that scares me about love is that you never know when you’ll fall into it. Your…
Chaos is a Friend of Mine
Things to do this summer: Paint all my walls black Get a new journal Put up the…
Silent Musings
“Oh, take this veil from off my eyes My burning sun will, some day, rise So, what am…
Turin Frog
The rain dripped; drip, drip, drip. The sound distracted me from watching a movie on TV, Tinker Tailor…
Water Works
The water rushed by the last rock at the cliff’s edge, flinging itself into the open air beyond,…
The life behind Third-Culture Kids
Is growing up abroad really as grandeur as it sounds or looks? Looks can be deceiving, and while…
Memory of a Laugh
You walk down the grim hallways, and see yourself laughing around with your friends in a corner. You…
The Blue Carpet
Inviting guests over is common and it is basically saying you are a part of our family now.…
