This story is one of the April Writing Challenge entries chosen to be a featured story. . People from near and far gathered around my …
Having Been Where You Are by Jacqueline Jules
Right now, I know, having been where you are, grief is your largest organ. Every centimeter from your scalp to your toes feels scalded, disfigured …
What’s Really Important During the Holidays
Stop what you are doing and read this. This New Years, put down your mobile, computer, and TV remote. Pull your head out of your …
Cloisters by Harnidh Kaur
The day after I died, I woke up with a knot in my throat, a rising crescendo of goodbyes that reminded me of the last …
Bus Ride by Amanda Talbot
It was I who survived and you who died. You sat across from me, Daddy, with your shades low for protection. The bus clumped on …
Mirrors by Daniela Amaya
don’t look in the mirror it’s glare will blind the image you see isn’t all you are how could it possibly be? instead look at …
Three Rooms by Emily Ward
I didn’t learn how to tie my shoelaces until I was twelve and three-quarters — I was used to loving the mud between my toes, …
I Hear London Weeping by Jerusha Lumley
The day they came, that was the real surprise. To hear it was louder than the popping of birthday balloons. To see it was more horrifying than …
Forever Missed
It’s been almost two years since my dog Missy’s death, and I still find myself holding back tears whenever I see a picture of her. …