No one truly knew how long this pair of gloves hung there, dangling lifelessly on a rusted hook at the back of the small outdoor gear...

I've spent a lot of time reading lately and a resounding theme I've found in most of these books and in other stories has been, Trauma....

The frost clings to my windshield as I scrape it off, waiting for my car to heat up before another long day of work. Skylar’s lunch is...

A single tear fell down my cheek as I walked out of the county commission office. Thinking back to the ballot I cast in 2016, I could...

The freshly dewed grass held six abnormally dull stakes perfectly in the soft ground while myself, my soon-to-be boyfriend, and his...

The waves crashed against the jagged rocks in almost perfect rhythm as the rest of the ocean pulled back from the shore, taking with it...