Daring Transitions

  I don’t know why but my childhood memories usually appear faint. A deja vu feeling, wandering thoughts or some…

Buckle My Shoe

  I remember the songs now. Halfway. The one we chant late into the night. It meant anything to me…

Lights Out

LIGHTS OUT The sun crawled slowly across the sky like a sulking child who didn’t want to go to bed….


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