They didn’t know. How could they have? In the darkness, there were so many faceless faces staring back at them. Hands reached up into the golden glow, waving and swaying…
She has been looking for the light lately. There have been mostly shadows following her and a heavy blanket of futility draped over her lately. A change of scenery inspired…
Her father loved his plants. He mostly grew roses, but when retirement forced him out of his home–the one with the yard for all his rose bushes–he turned to geraniums.…
On Friday nights, it’s the place for my empty pizza box and Sunday mornings, for the coffee grounds. But yesterday it was the place someone took himself to die. Like…