I peel the orange strip by strip I hate how it feels underneath my nails The scent that will cling onto my fingers for hours to come The bitter taste that lingers The way it is of no use to...

For the night was cold and long, and I cried out,  “God, why have you abandoned me? For   So long I have waited to feel loved by your grace, to feel  Loved by your mercy. But now I sit...

There once was a girl, Who saw color, In her whole world, Her imagination wild and free,   She always was thinking, No matter how hard she tried, She was always mystified, Head...

Trigger Warning: This piece contains themes of infant loss, grief, death and mourning. It may be upsetting for some readers.   The bond between,  The living, The dead, And...

Looking into this reflective surface,    I saw something quite puzzling.    The same face looked back at me,    But hidden behind a mist.    I recognized the eyes that everyone...