They say every town has one quiet place that remembers the dead. Ours is a narrow road with a black crow that never leaves.
Tag: loss
The Breath
We were younger once. So full of energy. Our whole lives were still ahead of us. I remember…
Whispers of the Past
This morning, crawling through the usual social media sprawl, I ran upon a single image that made me stop for a moment. Now, I don't mind admitting that I stared at it for longer than the other posts I had been looking at. My mind began to wander, and my brain was suddenly thrown into… Continue reading Whispers of the Past
What It Means to Lose
Today, I am a loser. It's a hard thing to admit, but there you have it. There are times when you are simply forced to face the fact that there are some things you cannot control. And it has nothing to do with fate or destiny. I really don't believe in either. We all have… Continue reading What It Means to Lose
