An Unfinished Memory

“I can feel you there, watching me. Are you waiting for me to say something interesting?” The girl says, face shrouded in cloth with only the tip of her nose and pale lips peeking out from under her cloak. “I can feel your body tremble. Your breath, distant. Come, sit with me. The sunset shouldn’t […]

Static

Journal Entry #1 I woke up this morning, like every morning, to the television in the corner. This was nothing new since it has always been there, but today was different. The TV was playing a newscast of some bombings oversea at full volume and I couldn’t turn it down. For as long as can […]