Reading Time: 2 minutes‘Leave it. Let it be.’ She didn’t look at me, but her words fell to the floor in front of me. I wanted to touch…
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Reading Time: 2 minutes‘Leave it. Let it be.’ She didn’t look at me, but her words fell to the floor in front of me. I wanted to touch…
Reading Time: 2 minutesCan I talk to you? What if I tell you that I’m lonely and needy? Is it alright to believe that I still have a…
Reading Time: 2 minutesHe held the stick firmly, fingers crisscrossed near the center. It would sturdy his grip and give him authority over the flames that were sputtering…
Reading Time: 2 minutesDry, howling winds drowned out the baby’s cries. It was two hours before dawn, but a mother knew her newborn would look even more hideous…
Reading Time: 2 minutesIf I could set a price for the pain that fills me, what would it be? This pain is more of an acquired taste than…
Reading Time: 2 minutesNorman held the jar in front of the window. The brown granules shifted as the man tilted and turned the glass container, squinting as if…
Reading Time: 2 minutesAva is a face licker. This isn’t some extravagant term that carries some double meaning. The eight-year-old licks faces and that’s the tall and short…
Reading Time: 2 minutesSiffar knew she had lived beyond her years. Those whom she knew, loved, and hated had moved on. Where to? This wasn’t her burden. She…
Reading Time: 2 minutesThank you, Britta Benson, for inspiring this story. You surely have this Terveen as your personal cheerleader. Please visit Britta’s Blog – Letters from Scotland…
Reading Time: 2 minutesI know something that I wish I didn’t. This knowledge came to me in the form of a confession. But I call it panic-stricken sharing.…