this is what we gird ourselves with when we face our past. when we face our demons, our memories, our selves. when we face what we have done. what kind of legacy is this that we must fight to make a b...
It’s shaped like a flower, but hangs derelict in the dark, larger than the Home Planet. As a moon swings in place, a small sliver of silver light grows upon the station, giving it shape and texture. A...
People are annoying. Nieces most of all. This little one grew up on her parents’ smartphones and she runs up to me every time she sees me using the computer. Every time she shows up, she has just the ...
On Monday, I wondered if maybe he was punching the boy to the rhythm of the train’s syncopated beat. The boy always wore dark clothes, so I called him the crow. He was a bit of a fat crow. And on that...
Someone in the city is about to end their life, and I’m riding a motorcycle to their home to stop them from breaking the law. It says so right there in the book. Attempt to suicide? Five years. Plus f...
this is what we gird ourselves with when we face our past. when we face our demons, our memories, our selves. when we face what we have done. what kind of legacy is this that we must fight to make a b...
It’s shaped like a flower, but hangs derelict in the dark, larger than the Home Planet. As a moon swings in place, a small sliver of silver light grows upon the station, giving it shape and texture. A...
People are annoying. Nieces most of all. This little one grew up on her parents’ smartphones and she runs up to me every time she sees me using the computer. Every time she shows up, she has just the ...
On Monday, I wondered if maybe he was punching the boy to the rhythm of the train’s syncopated beat. The boy always wore dark clothes, so I called him the crow. He was a bit of a fat crow. And on that...
Someone in the city is about to end their life, and I’m riding a motorcycle to their home to stop them from breaking the law. It says so right there in the book. Attempt to suicide? Five years. Plus f...