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  • She had no choice. She didn’t want to do it. Looking back at it now she never would have let herself. But back then her poor kid brain didn’t know any better. They were hurling the rocks! Each time she thought for sure she had dodged the last one, another came whizzing past her head.…

  • She stood on the pebble beach, allowing the lapping water to touch the white toes of her converse. She stared across the lake at the mist that was beginning to settle in the pines on the other side. The flashing red and blue lights reflected off the water droplets in the air and danced through…

  • The grapes are surely larger than most other green grapes. They all pondered parallelly. But still none larger than a 2 euro coin in circumference. Jonah stared at how round they were. Typically, he thought, grapes take on an ovular shape. But these would make a perfect ping pong if ping pongs were three times…

  • I thought my heart had finally frozen over, too thick to be shattered by inconsequential remarks. But before I thought my heart had turned cold, I thought that it could only possibly feel these things for you and now whenever you speak I know it’s still true. To everyone else I can shut down. I…

  • Every spring the cherry blossoms bloom. Bursting with pale pink petals that float to the pavement of the driveway like fat feathery snowflakes. Unlike when it snows, the air is not so crunchy. Not summer enough for it to sweat. It is somewhere sweet in the middle. When the petals fall, I recall them sticking…

  • Anastasia’s bereavement was up. Flying home she held no space for her grief. Once in her studio she allowed herself only a few silent tears over her suitcase. She methodically removed her funeral heels. In her periphery a light moved across her mirror and her breath caught in her throat. She looked up into the…

  • I can only tell the scene as true as it is to me now. It is a common experience to look back on important life moments with the increased clarity of hindsight. But even now, with his frame across the studio apartment, entirely absorbed in making me an impressive breakfast (he already made the coffee)…