You know this comforting feeling of nostalgia? It always catches me up, when I look at old pictures, just like this. ...

"I hope we never grow up," Kate said. "We will," answered Petra, "But we don't need to grow old." The memories of th...

An old sepia photo can be a bullet. It can tear through the lineup of neurons, neatly lined up like socks on a bed. I...

The city was empty, like the set of a sci-fi movie when the aliens have chased everyone away or a nuclear explosion h...

I sat on the bench in the park. Breathed in the air. Smelled the ash and dust. It was quiet here, beneath the shade ...

I've been following Soulscum for a while now. I don't know what he wants. I don't know why he's here. All I know i...

I stood on the old wooden bed I always slept in. There was always a window up high and I would always look up to it a...

Three Chances. Two Donors. One Hope. December 4th. Today is the third anniversary of your first bone marrow transp...

Rudolph ran as fast as his four legs would carry him. He had run out of fairy dust over a remote forest, and unfortun...

Half naked and desperate, the child climbed the thin bars of the door, her cage, staring at the world outside. Her ri...

It was difficult getting to people to understand that actually you wanted to be in the cage. That the cage was the sa...

The first few days she hadn't noticed the bars. She'd noticed very little about her surroundings other than that they...

It was a gloomy day in the middle of no where all i could see was piles upon piles of hay, it felt late and i ont kno...

The fields were parched. There was no water. Where was the rain, she wondered as she stared across the cracked land...

I'll miss the way the breeze would blow hair into his eyes, and the way I would brush it away, asking him when he was...

A Time to grow And a Time to grow old A Time to learn And a Time to teach A Time to receive And a Time to give A Time...

"Carry the wreath, Henry, your mother is waiting." Father's terse words spoken from the side of his mouth, muffled b...

The sun this morning grows short thick shadows from the cobblestones. A sweaty head against the curb, red hatching at...

Didn't even stop to look the dude in the eyes before shoving him off the bridge. The coat was fancy, that's all that ...

There was a man who rode on a white horse. He wore a golden cloak. He was handsome and upright in posture. When he pa...

The mail box never had anything I wanted so I went onto the next home. Usually I picked up a few interesting pieces f...

We sat on our toboggan at the top of the hill behind the house. It wasn't much of a sliding hill, but it was easy to ...

We made a little church of our own when we promised to marry. You asked me when I barely understood how to love you, ...

Sal knew his time was running out, a runaway train heading straight for him but he had nowhere else to go. "So... wi...

Sal was in love. A part of her felt that she'd always been in love, and almost each time with a different man. But t...

Sal knew it was too late the minute the whistle blew. That train had been keeping time in Millersville for twenty yea...

The heart beating, dazzling country Kenya is the home of millions of people all formed into one loving family. To som...

It was a random trip, picked quite literally with a dart to a map. Jon would be going to Kenya. He'd never been outsi...

Kenya was the name of my doppelganger. I thought it a strange name, thought he might call himself Jim or John, both m...