
Like a Tattered Page Stuck to Slate
I don’t know why it is hard to find the words sometimes, to string together the thoughts that suddenly jump in front of a completely

I don’t know why it is hard to find the words sometimes, to string together the thoughts that suddenly jump in front of a completely

The angst I felt as I watched him approach was indescribable. On the one hand, I prayed for resolution, yet on the other, I wondered

I thought that I had unpacked most of my grief. But as I stood in front of the doorway, it all came flooding back. Or

The loud beep-beep of a car horn startled Eve, who was lost in thought as she poured over the old photo albums that Jackson had

Sometimes you have to step away. Some days you may need to be the builder. Yet, other days you may need to be the architect.

The sun was beginning to rise as Garnet took to her favorite spot. From her cozy chair nestled in the corner of the living room,

They were running so fast that they could barely catch their breath. The wind had swept up. The cold, winter air enveloped them as they

She ran in circlesShe stopped right quickShe couldn’t rememberWhy the fog was so thick As she turned awayToward the light of dayShe felt so lonely

Annetta felt as if she had been walking for miles yet still hadn’t found her way. It must have been at least an hour since
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