Featured Writing

A page from a yearly calendar

Every Year

By Hannah Meade My fiancé, Brian, died exactly five years ago today. Five whole years have already passed and still, I feel the heart-wrenching sadness I felt on the day he died. I find myself snuggling back up in my grey sheets, wanting a few more minutes of peace before…

read more...

Posts Tagged recluse

The Recluse

by John P. Kristofco …lives apart, among us like the silence we all hear, implore, avoid, the face we never see on sidewalks, on a thousand mile hill; …cannot walk in worlds he does not know, except for words he’s taken up like stones to build a wall, a dream,…

read more...