Who Can Say Where The Road Goes
byIt’s Enya’s music that struck a chord in me a long time ago. The going was, I wouldn’t call it rough, but it was…
fable
Fables: Lost and Found
byI used to write fables. Not the Aesop kind, not at all. He has probably turned a few thousand times in his grave…
places I don't go anymore {fable}
byLong ago while on the metro, I was seated adjacent to a middle-aged well dressed lady who had a small book open and was…
places I don’t go anymore {fable}
byLong ago while on the metro, I was seated adjacent to a middle-aged well dressed lady who had a small book open and was…
strange as they come {fable}
byAn essay:Â When folks you love and hold dear to your heart decide to move on, move away or carry on with their life…
Cooking for 1 {fable}
byShe grew up seeing her mom in the kitchen. Her aunts, grandmas, older female cousins and random ladies, all bent over the stove, cutting…
flutters {fable}
byShe was late. Not like I was in a hurry or anything, and she called to say she was running late and sounded flustered…
anniversaire {fable}
byIt was a cool but sunny day. Just like before. A thin black sports jacket over her pink shirt, she drove right into the…
let go {fable}
by“let go” “let it be” “let me be!” “Let things be, don’t, just let me be” “please can’t you just let go?” *** She…