Summer is my Mother
I want to plan. But I never leave on time. Thank god you didn’t make that promise. We’ll never plan, And you’ll always want to leave. Smelling the…
Morning Jog
I don’t know if I’ve ever had a “runner’s high.” Apparently, running is supposed to make your brain produce endorphins and you turn into a euphoric ball of…
Late and Early Risers
Clarissa pushed away a tangled mound of red hair from her eyes, wrapping her robe more tightly around her body as she swayed toward the open french doors…