Under here, under the bridge that can lead to anywhere, that anywhere does not feel so big. It is not confinmnent that I seek, nor is it solitude. I do not long for attention or[…]
Category: September Activities
Him
My non-fiction piece from the september scavenger hunt When he looks at me, truly looks at me with his thin, oval, almond shaped eyes and long lashes I begin to understand him. He is misunderstood,[…]
The Journey
As I walk through the forest my bare feet dig in to the moist soil leaving footprints behind me as I travelled. Birds chirped in the distance and the air had a humid warmth to[…]