Puzzle Pieces: VII: Closet
I remember i used to love my parents closet. I would drag my blanket with me to their closet and curl up underneath my mom’s clothes and...
Puzzle Pieces: III: Fire
The burning heat of the fire is crystal clear. The bright yellow and orange of the flames as they flickered. The flames consumed my baby...
Writers Block
Laying in bed, thoughts swirling around my mind. At night i create these elaborate stories, build worlds, relationships, and even...
Puzzle Pieces: II: Mexico
My memory is like a puzzle. a puzzle with a few missing pieces. That 500 piece puzzle, that was nearly finished until you discover that...
