She ran through the alley wondering how far her legs could take her. This was the place through which she needed to find her freedom. She would run, hide behind blue crates, and pretend to shop. She had waited decades for this. No way she could waste this […]
The moon was bright. Shining, casting a light on all that was wrong. It didn’t let up. It couldn’t. But it didn’t matter. All transgressions were to be forgiven the morning after. There was always the morning after. There was always a way to explain things or find […]
The tree knew all her secrets. She would whisper sweet nothings. The tree’s body knew she didn’t want to stay on the carousel. Her secrets were not for the faint of heart. She was a wicked one. She patted it and told the tree Yes, I did it. […]
She had spent half the day crying. Her tears immediately washed away. She had cried in the shower and it felt cathartic. She then had gone out to walk around and it started to rain. Her tears kept streaming mixing in with the rain. Now she was back. […]
Orange was her favorite color. It was fairly well known considering she had a 1,001 orange purses and scarves. It was sweet. She had been nice. Her passing at such an early age devastated many. She had felt the pain. These orange snow-capped flowers pushed that pain back […]
Under or over? She wondered if people truly cared about stuff like. Which way to place the toilet roll. Of all the things in the world to worry about. But she did have to worry about so many things that she felt she was drowning. Hence, her thoughts […]
Wait. Wait. Wait. Everyone is in a hurry. Everyone has to wait. Sip some water. Tap the fingers. Look around. And, wait. It was all part of some hunger games context. Zero sum game. Everyone looking out for themselves. She was tired of that perspective. But what was […]
Time to start the day. Tick tock. Tick tock. Time to get the coffee going. Time to put the smile on the face. Time to grin and bear it. Time is ticking away. Time to hold the back sturdy. Time to stop biting the nails. Time to punch […]
It was a new year but everything felt old and used. Where was the vibrancy, she wondered. Her myriad of random stuff was orderly put together. But that orderly set of items disturbed her. She wanted random chaos as that kept her mind busy. Order was boring and […]
It was a new year. A fresh start to nothing. What fresh start comes which a midnight chime? This is no Cinderella story. One has to even wonder, if the shoe fit her so specifically and perfectly, how it even slipped off of her to begin with. But […]
