One and Only
We promised to share the weight, so I carried the groceries and the grief. I took your name, and the calls, and the questions no parent should have to answer.…
relationshipsA collection of 3 posts
Living In Her Eyes
Sometimes I watch her watching me, wonder-struck, wavering, and let myself imagine the country conjured behind those eyes— softened by sunrise, soaked golden with grace, assembled from galaxies she gently…
Our Fragile Threads
The house sighs heavy now— its walls no longer know how to hold us. Our photographs sit like ghosts on the mantel, cold witnesses to what we were before the edges of our lives frayed, before we forgot how to reach for each other.…