He was one of the first people to start messaging me when I created my online dating profile. He had a shaved head, deep set eyes, and was covered in tattoos. In conversation, he was dominant, but inquisitive. I thought I did well. He was young, divorced, and a father to a cute little boy. He seemed to love learning, philosophy, and bantering about the nature of the universe and what it meant to be…
I sat with my legs across Jazz’s lap in the back of the bus. We were sitting in a seat only meant for one person, but that did not matter to us. We talked about how our days went and then for about ten minutes we sat in an awkward silence, enjoying the warmth of each other’s body. I do not have a clue to what he may have been thinking about, I hope it…
MH and I take our take our daily ride. It was more silent than usual. Although we were no more than three feet apart, our minds were thousands of miles apart. This was not normal. We usually talk about what we are thinking, but lately it seems as if we are distant and disconnected. But I still love him, and always will. I watched the little colors dance around in the sky. The yellow miniature…
The cold metal against my bony wrist sent a shiver down my spine. Officer Greene grabbed my arm, his touch was firm with authority as he led me to the back of his police car. I sat down and sighed, the new leather squeaked with every move I made. He slammed the door shut, I studied his face behind his dark glasses. His brow was heavy with disappointment. He had just turned another teenager into…
“Tag! You’re it!” I yelled as I ran away as fast as I could. My little feet stomped on the dying grass of my neighbor’s yard. I took a quick left turn, and hid behind a small trailer. “I see you!” M exclaimed. He ran over and tapped me on the shoulder, “You’re it!” “I don’t want to play anymore,” I decided and sat with my back propped against the tire. “What do you want…