She was as gold as the sunrise, the way her confidence carried her across the office from east to west. Her laughter was warm and rich, like aubergine—no doubt why everyone flocked to her the way they did. She was magnificent, and gave off a marigold glow. She had us all fooled, but I could see past that, I could feel her pain. The sadness she kept hidden was as blue as the bruises she kept covere...

The elders described them as angelic, with feathered wings and pearlescent hair. No one mentioned anything about fangs. But now, under the glow of the moon, I saw them gathered—hundreds of them—feasting like animals. More kept coming. Here, behind the warehouse, their once-elegant wings hung tattered like old dish rags. They had ink black eyes, that gleamed from faces gaunt and feral. I had to get...

While chasing your ghost

I became one myself

For years, it felt true

Once vibrant eyes that sparkled

A bright effervescent ocean blue

This present girl the same,

Only now a deeper hue

Cheeks flushed, warm rosy pink

Awkward questions and subtle winks

Patiently I waited, but it was never official

I said I’d wait a lifetime for you

Were you really all that special?

Long drives that end at sunrise

W...

Morning dew against cold lips

Sparkle like tinted blue frost

A little bird watches, but can’t understand

How time passes—so still.

Soft-etched paths echo with silence,

A secret clearing—a special place.

Slowly passing clouds above

Cast shadows vacant—hollow.

Gold sun spreads luster on snow-white skin,

The forest watches over,

For a new life to begin....

The coffee shop felt particularly busy today. I felt as though I was being watched, and maybe I was. There was just something about the warm smell of espresso that brought me so much comfort on my worst days, and this was definitely one of those days. I leaned across the table and whispered to Miles, “I know I haven’t been seeing her long, but I had to tell her. I wanted her to hear it from me. It...