by Jason Grant The entire king-sized bed is mine now, but I can’t seem to move from the left side to the right because on the nights you were here—laying there—if I dared move from my side to yours in the middle of the night it was like I-was-crossing-some-boundary you-needed…
by Harley April As soon as I walked into the house, I sensed it: the absence, and the inexplicable presence of someone or something. It was just past eight o’clock on a Monday morning; I was returning from the gym. Sunlight, the teasing kind, October-like and golden, played on the…