I don’t even have an excuse this time, to be writing you. It's not like he upset me. It’s not like that would be a valid excuse. He's on a train home, arriving an hour earlier than I anticipated despite a twenty minute delay. He's coming home to the warm embrace of my tired arms.... Continue Reading →

We went for a walk in the cemetery on New Year’s day, greeting the future and mourning the past. A stroll among the overgrowth and overturned headstones and the piles of ruins from the war. Among all the names whose families had forgotten them. Among the life springing up amid all that death: a trio... Continue Reading →