When Rachel stepped out of her apartment, she walked back in quickly, reaching for her other heavier jacket on the kitchen chair. This one would protect her from the snow…
The gunshots entered into her apartment. They filled the window panes, and seemed to float on the sides of the window. They did allow the light from the snow to…
I’ve been thinking about leaving My Grandmother left her country and came here without thinking about the place where she learned what smells were like Without thinking about the sun’s…
Sometimes I think my ear is like an old creaky wooden door, it needs to feel comfortable, make its way a few times, and be greased over a few times…
Photo by Aria Fani http://ariafani.com A thick wall about 2 feet thick divided the town. It had developed slowly over time. Stone by stone. What might seem strange to you as…
Lights in the Hand 