Short Story: All That She is Not

All That She is Not On Sunday morning, Natalie drives to her father’s house wishing she drank two cups of coffee instead of one. It is fifteen years after her parents divorced and Natalie still finds it unfair that her mother is the only one who, after all of the court meetings and paperwork, lost [...]

Journal Entry: Eleven

February 9th, 2019 Last night I dreamed that a young couple invited me to their beautiful home in Trastevere. It was a villa with a pool and many vines and plants outside. I remember how the couple and their little children were interacting. I could feel their love for each other and their sacrificial mindsets. [...]

Childhood Twice Over

What is more baby brother than a shy knock on my bedroom door? What is more baby brother than his eighteen year old body flopping onto my bed, keeping his feet in the air to ensure that they don't touch the pillows. I remember the summer we changed our names and begged dad for guinea [...]