What happens when some part of you dies, giving rise to a new you, but your body is still here? How does one grief the old and be open to the new?
A father and son quietly walked a mile deep into one of the few remaining forests reserved for hunting. They both wore bright neon colors to stay visible to other hunters and had guns affixed to their shoulders. The father was also carrying a backpack filled with supplies. "Can I have a snack, please?" the … Continue reading The Day Nobody Died
Wynn ran inside and was about to call out for her mother when she saw her napping in front of the game show channel, her glasses threatening to fall. Wynn walked slowly towards her, trying not to get her size three feet and barely 70 pounds of weight to wake up the floorboards her dad … Continue reading Afternoon Story
INSPIRED BY AND FEATURING ARTWORK BY CHEENO. Seasar Waterways sat in his swimming trunks on the edge of a wooden dock leading out to his father’s favorite river, The Ways. A few miles ahead, the river and the sea met. “That’s called a confluence,” his father Banks had told him many times until he could … Continue reading Fear of the Sea