Gradient
I swim through dreams, foggy and dense, shift awake, shift back to bed, restless and cold; And it is black in the time between day and rest.
First Visit
A grown woman realizes that the price she pays for living across the world from her family is not only in family visits, but in memories.
(Almost) The Last Ride
The world had gone white sometime overnight; I could barely see the road ahead. Wipers were useless, as were the other two in the car with me, who had begged me to drive them home.
PTSD
She’s alone in the shadows, clutching memories from an old leather purse in her mother’s dreams, she knows only the echoes of hallways, but never heard the nurse following her white gown, to tie her back, the whispers she sees in a … Read more →
Spheres Of Influence
Author and photographer Vincent Ross reminds us that it is the little things that count in life and encourages us to enjoy the day by making the time to see it’s treasured moments.
Rain In The Desert
They used to say, with pride, that for a while the hotel was the biggest building in three states. Must have been during the last silver boom I guess. It happened before I was born.
A Piece Of My Life
Writer Sylva Ifedigbo shares a personal challenge he has with public speaking and hints on how he is working to overcome it.
Runnin’
Author and runner Michael Lebowitz offers us a poetic short form running journal, and a window to the soul.
Take My Hand
Through our lives, we hold the hands of many, those we love, tiny children, the ageing and many others that give us a strong sense of community.
