The idea was a door slammed open,

Pressing air into our faces and dust into our eyes

As it presented a growing blackness beyond.

The knowing was the fire that ousted the blackness,

Pulling us forward into truth with unstoppable force

As the door slammed behind us.

The realization was taking in our new surroundings

And finding that we had not been pulled into the same room.

I knew you had not e...

“Whoa.”

Garrett’s eyes were fixed on the small, round window at the other side of the rec hall. I followed his gaze.

“Whoa,” I echoed. I squinted my eyes. “Am I seeing that right?”

I heard a snort to my right. “What, is this your first landing? Come on, it’s your turn. Just fold already.” Yasinski gestured at the card game on the table between him, Garrett, and me. Garrett looked absentmindedl...

I pulled the curtain back from window in my 435-square-foot Central London flat. It was raining. Not much, but anything is enough.

I don’t go out in the rain.

Not anymore.

I wrapped my sweater tighter around my slight frame and put a pot of tea on, taking care to double-check the lock on the door before settling into the couch with a book. It was Dune, this week. What can I say? I’m an escapis...