To My Someday

Love is not enough. There is string that connects you to everyone who cares for you. When you miss someone or remember how much you love them, it resonates as a plucked harp string. Sometimes it spring back like a rubber band. And sometimes you can feel the hollow ache where you know love should […]


He said, “It’s like this teacup.” I didn’t bother to point out it was, in fact, a coffee cup. That used to have hot chocolate in it. “Eventually, it’s going to have so many cracks, it’s unusable.” I rotated it back round, looking for that last drop. “Yeah, but I’m the one who smashed it.” […]

Missed Connection

He held out his fist for a bump. I didn’t leave him hanging. He wished me a good break. I reciprocated. There was a bus ride, a flight of stairs; it took until I was cleaning the dishes for my stomach to want to rip itself out. He asked her to talk about her feelings. […]

God As It Were

I recently realized that I do believe in god until proven otherwise I will believe that god exists yet I feel no need to define god nor to confine my beliefs to any dogma I am content believing there is a god or perhaps many gods maybe one god with many faces that matters little […]


“What?” He asked as he glanced back down at me. The wind was toying with his short brown hair just like my fingers usually did. Standing on the hilltop with the setting sun framing him in a halo of light, he looked like an angel. Like he always did when he saw me, he was […]

Should Have Stopped There

Jeff “Of course Tracy would be the one to have a double chocolate wedding cake. So much for tradition.” Mai (laughs) “Yeah, she made me help her pick it out. Almost went for a stack of brownies instead. Jeff “It’s been years since I last saw you, Jack. How you doing?” Mai “I go by […]

Letters for Shyness

Year 1999, it’s kindergarten and they’re learning the shapes of the alphabet. Each day they use a different medium to create the letters. Today is toothpicks and she figured out that you need at least three toothpicks to make a capital A if you don’t break one stick. The class is turning into an arts […]