The pumping won’t cease. It pumps. And it pumps. And it pumps. A poetic heart races with creative resilience. Never changing its left...

Caryn hadn’t wanted to wear that dress this morning. It was fresh from the dryer and felt stiff and starchy next to her skin. She hoked...

I awaken as the sun emerges from the Santa Ynez mountains visible from where I lie, sleep-cleared of yesterday’s heavy grief, with only...

When she looked at that jacaranda she did not see what they saw. She did not see it’s lush, creamy periwinkle petals that floated in the...

The child lay on her stomach, elbows supporting her upper body, legs bent at the knees, bare feet in the air. She rested half in, half...

"We're born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we're not...

My Great Aunt Emma was already quite old when I was born. In my memory I think of her as being like Granny, the widowed owner of Tweety...

My first love was a TV trope. I was first exposed to the Sensitive Geek through Seth Cohen, a character from the The OC. He loved anime,...

It’s not fair. The first time I remember saying this was when I was four years old and had gotten in trouble for an argument that was...

The surface of the fjord was still until a rock skipped across the grey water. Mara chose another flat, silvery rock, and weighed it in...

I’m lying somewhere, uncomfortable. In our bed? It feels like I’m going to be waking up with a headache. My leg is stiff and aching. I...

The metal equipment clanged against the walls as we climbed the steep staircase. Before we reached the door, the acrid smell hit us and I...