And Suddenly, My Desire.

Hearts are remarkably like birds, and mine is no different. I crane my head to pay attention to this wind. Subtle fragrances from faraway places mingle with the familiar scent of home. My wings ache, to do what they were designed to, to find you, to fill the skies. One look at you, and there […]


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Snow Day #3

So much excitement, barely any room left for rest. This is when we put our desire for sustainability to the test, to me, our time is precious, and I will do my best to protect it. Wake up, happy birthday, you are alive it is daytime, singing within a legacy, carving out our own patch […]

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Perfect Stranger

Sarah Abiya writes short stories; not all the time, but sometimes. She told me this when we were flying. Academic papers aren’t her cup of tea, but sometimes, she says, life plays such conspicuous games that we can’t help but smile and write them down. But I didn’t learn that her first name was Sarah […]

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Loving you is just confusing.  I am confounded by what you have become to me. See, I thought affection was a chore. Somewhere along the way, my heart learned to believe that love was like one person straining to do the work of two, back aching from constantly carrying the weight of someone else’s regret, […]

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A stranger approaches… It was in a field, as a matter of fact; purposeful strides. Forests of sky and oceans of wheat before us, sunflowers dotting the landscape, her heartbeats humming electric around the yellow petal edges. What will become of us? The sun in her smile and flowers in her hair… Time to break […]

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The Lake House, pt. 1

One oar dips in, then the other. long pull, move forward. Day one of seven-day getaway. Earlier, sunlight at rakish angle, your dazzling, your shimmer, reflecting in the mirror where we both stand, hair messy and bare abdomen. Then, we prepare – a flurry of activity, as adventure cuts through the glassy stillness of morning. […]

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