by Sarah Toney (This story contains suicide.) The air was thin and icy. Breathing it in felt like swallowing shattered glass. The city was beautiful from this height and the boy wanted to reach out and feel the warmth of the setting sun. The heaviness in his chest felt a…
By Joanne Eskreis Voices spoken to us through their love Echoing from the heavens above Sounding laughter from within their tears Envelop us through all our fears. Reaching out through the never ending sky Comforting us whenever we cry This is where true comfort lies Hearing voices from heaven through…