I spoke with a friend yesterday, came to learn his five-year old son had been in the hospital with a fever for three days, made me reflect on what love is and how we show and give our care. I wrote this as a small beginning to that thought.
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Short Story
THE GLADE
Ryan returned to the passages that cast the story with its romance, to the hidden glade in the woods of which only Aliena then knew; where Jack followed and found and spoke to her alone. It became the sanctuary where they learned and discovered one another; where Jack read poetry and stories learned from […]
Short Story
SOMEONE
“How do you change the world?” asked the young man of ambition to the old with experience. “Care,” the old man answered. “Care for Someone, Anyone. Don’t worry whether it is the Right One, or the Wrong One. Who it is, is not important, so long as it is Someone. If you feel […]
Journal Pages
MORNING TIME
I didn’t read this morning, only prayed: no words, just a sense spoken from within. I didn’t make a sound. I didn’t form a thought, just let the feeling be. Still, I believe I was heard and, even more, that I am understood.
Short Story
CONFRONTATION
“Why are you going back there?” Adam asked. “Because it’s in me,” Ryan answered. “I’ve ignored it, and it’s stayed. Maybe if I write it, it will release and let me be. It doesn’t bother me. It doesn’t haunt me. It’s just there, but I want space for better memories, not these. […]