When fundamental differences and feelings don’t agree.

I am never going to pick up Wanga’s call or reply her message again. Every conversation takes me back to where I am trying to escape from. Seeing her stare […]

These Silences, These Stranded Travelers

I want to say things That are full Like ripe tomatoes Like roux Or the air in July outside the French Market. Things that are dedicated to The world around […]


Big John and the bus driver

Good day Coolstorians (Uh? really?) I hope you are all having a good weekend? If you are not. I hope it gets better. So, I stumbled on a story that […]