A short [fiction] story of loss and belonging Standing above the hole in the ground, I realized I didn’t know what his favorite flower...

Soundtrack: Grim Grinning Ghosts ** This is a piece I wrote many years ago that I've recently polished up for the spooky season. The next...

The tales, the paintings, the bullshit Valentine’s Day cards we got in grade school - they were wrong, so they told me. My hands trembled...