by Jennifer Thompson “I was worried slightly that anyone who saw me wading into the Scottish sea that misty morning might think I was killing myself when in fact it was the opposite; I was aliving myself.” – Amy Liptrot There are three reasons I am scared of dying. When investigating the circumstances of my tragic …
by DK Eve I’m holding flowers and almost drop the waxy stems as you stride through the arrivals gate, chiseled in slim jeans, garment bag slung over your shoulder. Everything slows, Matrix-style, with you at the center, closing the distance between us. Since we’ve been together, we’ve both grown softer around the edges (husky-sized, you …
by Gillian Parrish Though they would all be dead in a few weeks, the campus oaks were healthy—root, limb, and leaf. Minh always parked in a neighbourhood north of campus so she could take the path under their canopy to listen to the summer leaves or watch the winter branches crack the sky. Jeff, her …