May – One Thousand Words

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…

If you let someone in, they could get just close enough. Enough to feel your heart rising with hope, only to deflate with…

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…