I barely made it on time. Somewhere, in one of this rooms she'll be folding the last clothes into her bag and she'll walk out of my life. Again. I can see her room up there, one of the tiny... Continue Reading →
A witty and thought provoking poem about one of the things we love about life.
New Year, 2017
An essay by David F. Wallace on why writers write.
Some truths about life.