I can’t stop replaying the scene of our goodbye. The car door locked and your eyes snapped to mine. What are we doing? Why aren’t you getting in? I placed my hand against my chest as if that would help to keep my heavy heart from falling to the ground, shattering. Continue reading Goodbye



I keep my eyes open at night. I watch the dust as it hovers. And falls. I touch the walls to make sure I’m here. I touch my bones to make sure I’m real. Maybe if I keep myself perfectly still, the earth beneath me will come to a halt too. Continue reading Walls