Dad's Hands
I remember his hands. Coming in from working outside, all the creases and lines in his hands would be filled in with black grease, oil, or soil. Charcoal…
Chances
“Dispatch, this is Kilo Station, how copy?” I wait a few moments but all I get in response is static. I try a few more times, but all I manage to raise is more…
Chronicles Of Millie and Me Chapter 6
November 1989 “Demetri your cousins and Aunt are coming to visit today. Look at the state of this room. It’s a mess clean it up right now. ” “Aww, but Mum I…
Clean
With a drenched loofah cupped in her left hand, Bella scrubbed pink lines all over her body. Nearly scrapping the hair right off her arms with repetitive sways…
A Message to the Misguided People of the World
None of you know What life is all about, Nor do you know True optimism— Being hopeful in the midst of despair, Steadfast in the face of adversity. Witnessing…