I Hid My Eyes Behind Your Sofa

I’m late for supper. Somehow that seems important, even if I’m not hungry. Even if I’m carrying home some small fire-creature that was used...

The TV screens spent two days full of grave talking heads that spoke their sincere lies. Bethany and five other friends died from gas inhal...

Some days start out bad and only get worse. This morning was the alarm not going off, missing the bus, half of first period, my lunch havi...

“Where have you been?” His voice is a whip, is a crushing, but under the anger a fear that takes my breath away. Who am I, that I should kno...

People say that everything is connected, but they don’t think about it. Not really. If it’s all connected, a part of everything else – a wh...