I finally got up the courage to enter the flower shop. There she stood, recognizable even after fifteen years. Dark hair just to the shoulders; a smooth and quiet way of moving that drew my eyes. I doubted I was so recognizable after all this time and was glad for it. But I swear, I Read more

The hush of greens melts my heart. I step into the space, wid-open, protected. Like a bird in flight, my heart is free; my bones light. The light hits differently on my retinas; there is no work to put in. The thoughts flow like water in a stream, water through a trunk. I am welcome Read more

Cloudlike, fluffy and airy but the color of gathered dust; a light pressure against my hip or shoulder in the morning, like a raindrop hanging off the windowsill, a tiny bit of matter ready to drop percussively to a splatter. This little lovebug, dark like the night, rests against me, takes my support, like the Read more

A bedraggled scrap of maroon fabric whooshes through the air, carried on a summer breeze. It lands on a young woman in a gown of the same color, posed against a fountain as her family shoots photographs. She rolls the fabric between two fingers, smiling, and releases it on the wind. The piece slips between Read more

I curl a shorter strand of hair around my finger. I don’t suppose there’s any place I’d rather be than here, but that isn’t a compliment to this place; I’m just so unsure of where I want to go. The curling gets more agressive as I zone out, the sun behind the blinds near blinding Read more