My parents are moving up north soon; in the near of where I now live. While packing up, my mom came across this short story I wrote for a...

How the snow falls in thick wet chunks, blowing through metal chimes. Dancing and slowing and falling and stuttering away quickly....

You taught me to ride a bike... and boy was I ever good at it. You curled my hair for me when I wanted to look like Shirley Temple, and...

And one by one, year after year, century after century, this forest grows. Sprout to tree. Moss covered rotten fallen trees coat this...

I mourn for the little girl I stare at in this photograph. For the sadness she endured as a child. For the anger and fear and feelings of...

I enjoy the company of mint and parsley plants. Of basil, begging me to morph him into pesto. I enjoy the company of raspberry bushes and...

When did we forget we are a part of nature? Tree trunks touching rivers edge. Lapping bubbles caressing her water soaked roots, reaching...

The plan was 2309m up a mountain. We got less than a quarter the way up before I burst into tears. Dizzy and afraid. I wanted to go the...

Wild flames kissing my flushed cheeks. Glowing heat smearing itself against my shins. Pulsing chest and crumbling log. Shifting,...