A Conversation.
April 26, 2017
A single leaf flutters in the breeze. She brushes past her brethren, sailing across her mother’s branches before waving goodbye as she floats gently earthbound. Continue reading “Rain.”
“What do you wanna be when you grow up?” Continue reading “Castles.”
Several floors below my room’s window, the ocean rose and fell as if it were a living creature gasping for breath. Inhale, exhale. Inhale, exhale. Continue reading “Waves.”