50 Weeks.

Stories every week. Through art, writing, photography or music.



Front Lines. (Week 4: Fiction)

November 14.

To My Darling,

I miss you more and more with each passing hour. Continue reading “Front Lines. (Week 4: Fiction)”

Waves. (Week 2: Fiction)

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. (Week 2: Fiction)”

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