Monthly Archives for February 2015

One day there was a girl called Julia. She was tall, blonde, blue-eyed and she always wore a dress. She went to the Santa Cruz boardwalk. She told her mom, Sofia, “I want to go to the haunted house be…

They rise like the sun when monitored with tender care, and shine like the moon with saccharine dust. Molded from batter sickeningly sweet or surprisingly savory, they are stirred to perfection when sta…

Swoosh! Out went the arrow, a falcon seeking its prey. Through the cracks of the protection I once thought invincible, the arrow directly hit my pride, my happiness, my life. It destroyed the very part …

The message was clear when my eyes met his. It was happening. Today. It seemed like such an established event, I felt it was almost appropriate to put it on my calendar with a date, time, and location. …