Her heart was pounding as rapidly as she had ever felt it while the leaves crunched under her leaping feet, the trees ahead of her appearing to never end. Leah hated how the sounds of the leaves were giving her away, but she knew this was a petty distraction. What she was running from, what was chasing her, didn’t follow by hearing, nor sight, nor scent. It knew where she was by fear. Continue reading Leah
It’s evening, and I’m sitting alone in my flat. I have the space heater on behind me, though less for the heat than for the desire to have my jeans dry from the soaking cycle ride that brought me home tonight. I look up at the door to what could be the world’s smallest balcony and notice how the rain droplets flicker in the wind, reflecting the green and yellow lights like a one-day-late Mardi Gras celebration. Continue reading Valentine’s Day 2018
Sitting down and accepting fate compared to running away to a safe place doesn’t change the fact that there’s still an angry bull rushing toward you. Continue reading Uncertainty and the Oracle
Cela's Trek 