I like to think you’d be proud of who I’ve become, of my stubborn passion and hyper-fixed ambition. I tell … More
Tag: grief
remembering remembering, or trying to
This place is freezing, and I don’t know if it’s the lack of your presence or the AC set to … More
salted ocean, salted skies
it’s my first time back in these waters since you died and the sky has yet to clear. Sanibel skies … More
Rain
br /> Grieving and loss is like rain; the way it feels, pouring down onto your skin. You aren’t … More
Porcelain Prose 