Death and I 

​"Because I could not stop for Death- He kindly stopped for me-" -Emily Dickinson   Death and I have always known each other well. Kindred spirits cut from the same cloth, yet destined all the same to that mortal dance. That is, until the music ends and I stop.  It's what we all do, eventually, … Continue reading Death and I 

The Sound I Left

The person against my side isn't you, the beating in my chest hits that sour note as I watch you laughing as if everything is okay, but the music is wrong, has been for days. I remember our tune well, but what was once so clear and full, feels now more of a tolling of … Continue reading The Sound I Left