When God is Silent

Beads of water were dripping down my back from wet hair. My legs were tingling and numb from sitting on them for so long. Her going to sleep, which normally was very routine had turned into bursts of crying. Not the I’m okay, but don’t want to go to...

New Year, New Dance

Free. I am free.Little blue birds tweet and flitter above. The grass beneath is soft and able to bear the weight of my dancing feet. The flowers. Oh, they’re so beautiful. They’re everywhere. I hear laughter, the cackling kind. And it smells like...