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 Susanna Hargreaves I knowYou just want to hearwe are safeand to believewe are watched overand protectedI just need to knowI will see your smileunder the autumn trees again -surrounded by goldI will open our windowsand let the wind blow fresh air into every roomThen the house will smell like the…
by Susanna Hargreaves Do my heartfelt words matter and will my children even remember the sound of my voice Will they think of me when they hear the faint keys of a piano or when they smell blueberry muffins baking and when they see the pile of books next to…