How do you hold hands?
A light passes through the cracked window creating a beam of hope. In a darkened corner lies a…
Full-summer calendula on a baking porch,Plump pillow with the cool case,Sighs of husband waking.The…
It might be the merengue that moves my feet, the wind shaking off the coconut trees, or…
Driving through the city late at night he’d become aware of the vehicle following — and its increasing closeness. The car had…
Aside from a lone cricket chirping, the night was silent.