Through the window of her car she watched the trees zoom by, every so often a glimmer of a old house would peek around the tree trunks. Visions of snow days with her children building snow men in the front yard would manifest in her mind. A whole life flashed before her eyes. The love… Continue reading Roots


If there was ever such a thing I could show you, I would begin with the wind swirling your hair around through the car window on a hot summer day. The steam as it floats above the shower curtain embracing your every curve. I would show you the glow of your skin when you hold… Continue reading Atoms