Across the Street

I walk across the street and zip up my coat. It's cold, still, so I put my arms around me and crouch a little to keep the warmth in. With my right hand, I carefully push against the gate in the fence. It's heavy, but it's moving-- and I slip through it. It's a nice, … Continue reading Across the Street


Reminiscing In The Rain

  The sky looks bright and pink on one side, and dark and gloomy when I turn my head. There are still birds tweeting, even though it's about 9 PM at night; other than that, and a few cars driving down the road in the distance, it's quiet. There is a canal on the right … Continue reading Reminiscing In The Rain