If you let someone in, they could get just close enough. Enough to feel your heart rising with hope, only to deflate with…
I walk nine blocks home with my groceries in the spring twilight, the creamy Greek yogurt in my canvas bag…
The apartment had six windows and nine doors. I knew because I had counted them all. Once on the nine-hour flight from the airport, then on…
In the early morning, before the sun has shown you its face: that’s when you can best feel them, deep inside of you, in the very marrow of…