Grandpa smelled of comfort; the rich, warm scents of coffee and Aqua Velva. Quiet and witty, his brown eyes glinted when I’d beg him to play. Just one more time, pleeease. We’d construct palaces of red, yellow, and blue rectangles or clutch our stomachs as...
A woman grips a cardboard sign with the words “Need rent money or food. God bless.” scrawled across its surface. Her eyes follow one vehicle and then another as the drivers rush past, too busy or embarrassed to acknowledge the lady with the woebegone face. Young men...
The hard edges of time haven’t yet lined his face, but the young man knows suffering. He’s grown accustomed to fear biting at his heels; chasing him from one day to the next. Calling on God, he prays and fasts-beseeching the Lord for breakthrough. Relief...
I can’t sleep. Anxiety wakes me before dawn and I feel it’s vice-like grip wrapping around my stomach, pressing hard on my chest. Thoughts roil and spin as my pulse quickens. Bile rises in the back of my throat as one silent message after another ticks...