There are too many things that a mother must worry about when raising her children. Food, clothing education, self-esteem, friends, physical activity, bad influences, good grades. But there is one thing that outweighs all of the little things that may keep her up at night. And strangely enough, many parents don’t give it a second… Continue reading Tell Their Story
Can I use the phone? A shaky voice appeared from behind an oversized bush while I was eating. Under the glowing lightbulbs, it appeared like this was the only place on earth still awake. She didn’t scare me, her gentle approach made it clear that she was more afraid than I should be. It's just… Continue reading Questions for a Silent God
Why I don’t cry when my dog runs away. I don’t get angry at the bills I have to pay. I don’t get angry when my mom smokes pot. Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock. The song across the street. Moving along the scraped up crosswalk. And strangely I recognize it. In… Continue reading Lovin’ is What I Got
It is the greatest uninspired era to date. It was supposed to be the best time of our cultural existence. Where there may be too much. Information, food, choices, and leisure. But little did we know we’ve been perfecting a hidden hell that’s the envy of every people. Streets paved with treasures. Sparkling, sweet tasting,… Continue reading Can You Stand Our Story?
The last time she saw him. She knew he was there, could feel the air in the room, heavy with his presence. Her eyes were too heavy. To open. As much as she wanted to. She physically couldn’t. Her body. Was letting go. But her mind was present. It was as if she had never… Continue reading The Last Time