Just Old Memories

It came in the mail early in the morning, a big fat package wrapped clumsily in packing tape.

Six Chances

It was an inevitability, the crack of a hand across her face.

Picks Of The Week

Flight On A String

If there was a moment

The Saddest Thing

The saddest thing she owned was a promise ring.

Leaving

It was not a long conversation, for minds had already been made up. There was a boat leaving, and he wanted her to come with him.

Just Friends Now

I picked her up from the airport. I had insisted on it even though we were in this weird place, her getting up and leaving for weeks without a word the most obvious of indications.

Play House

A big house on a lake, and a boy who doesn’t love me.

You are the thing I remember when I am cold but there is no shelter.

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