Dearest 'Mang' the monstera plant. You were glorious. Huge, lush and green. I carried you home in the foot-well of my mother's car. You...

Your words, Are burned here. No matter how I try to scrub them from my brain, They remain, reminding me people like you exist. I know...

She did, “Smile” like Jake had told her to from behind the camera. Katie's face had shifted in and out of focus in the evening light, the...